I think I must just accept that I have a personality that invites others to be extraordinarily rude to me for no apparent reason.
No, it’s worse than that. This rudeness follows an act of kindness, after I’ve gone out of my way to serve them.
It seems I exude the notion that I’m unworthy of the least jot of respect. I’m just here to be barked at: “Move!”
No kind excuse me or do you mind? No thank you or please. Just a gruff, out of place assault to reward me for my efforts.
I neither command authority nor respect, and everyone knows it. My role in life, it seems, is to be belittled by all.
Alhamdulilah. Perhaps my Sustainer is trying to make me humble. Perhaps one day I might succeed.
Last modified: 10 October 2024
