Single & Unhappy. [edited]

"The lady doth protest too much, methinks."
(Hamlet: III.ii.239)

Man, I wasn't even thinking of starting a verbal spar (many times bitten, now very shy) when she pounced on me for making a comment and "funny" face about a mutual acquaintance being single.

Suddenly, it became a personal crusade to correct everybody's (except that I was getting the full blast) misconception about singlehood -- mainly hers, so I quickly discovered to my horror, as she dragged me kicking and screaming down the path of no return. Singlehood is also not a "disease", which apparently, my facial expression seemed to suggest. She was extremely indignant that I had condemned her to eternal singlehood with my "judgement" about "old maids". Say whaaat??? I whaaat her to eternal whaaat???

Come on...give me a fucking break. I wasn't even talking about her!

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Thought for the day:
If you have accepted yourself for what you are and are happy with that, why do you try so hard to make sure that other people can also accept "you"? Why should it matter what others think if you're indeed at peace with yourself?