I noticed three interesting parts of me which I haven’t yet explored.
Bringing groceries back to my car, I remembered I forgot an item. So I walked back into the store, became embarrassed, walked the long way around so my previous cashier definitely wouldn’t see me, took the item, walked the long way around again, and used the self-checkout. Weird. My current theory is that part of me is very averse to status hits from what-I-perceive-as-deserved ridicule.
Hearing someone talk about her mother pull the bs “well if you don’t have time to talk to me I guess I’ll just never call you so I don’t waste your valuable time” guilt trip thing, I remembered and was very strongly affected by the rememberance of one of the (commendably few) times my mother said something meta-similar during an argument. Much stronger than I would have predicted. I have no model for this yet.
Someone prodded me to realize I am now in and around far fewer arguments than most people. Few enough that the Umeshism heuristic says it’s worth investigating whether I’m in too few arguments, and what’s causing that. My current theory is that part of me is scared of loud, intense, serious arguments from early experiences and takes steps to head them off. It’s also possible I’m just a badass mediator or something but that’s somewhat less likely.
I noticed three interesting parts of me which I haven’t yet explored.
Bringing groceries back to my car, I remembered I forgot an item. So I walked back into the store, became embarrassed, walked the long way around so my previous cashier definitely wouldn’t see me, took the item, walked the long way around again, and used the self-checkout. Weird. My current theory is that part of me is very averse to status hits from what-I-perceive-as-deserved ridicule.
Hearing someone talk about her mother pull the bs “well if you don’t have time to talk to me I guess I’ll just never call you so I don’t waste your valuable time” guilt trip thing, I remembered and was very strongly affected by the rememberance of one of the (commendably few) times my mother said something meta-similar during an argument. Much stronger than I would have predicted. I have no model for this yet.
Someone prodded me to realize I am now in and around far fewer arguments than most people. Few enough that the Umeshism heuristic says it’s worth investigating whether I’m in too few arguments, and what’s causing that. My current theory is that part of me is scared of loud, intense, serious arguments from early experiences and takes steps to head them off. It’s also possible I’m just a badass mediator or something but that’s somewhat less likely.