on my mom’s birthday, i had a thought.
i remembered how i was when i was younger, and i still really am a shy person, particularly around people i don’t know.
i remembered my mom telling me to be careful about that because sometimes people will mistake my shyness for rudeness. i think she told me a story of personal experience.
but i thought about that for a minute.
how could someone think someone’s being rude if they’re just being shy? because they don’t talk? they don’t know what to say?
it’s interesting though. it’s interesting how you can be a certain way or say something and someone can take it ENTIRELY out of context.
i think that pretty much sums up me and tia’s demolishing friendship.