Let me tell you a secret.
The key to being on good terms with me is to avoid seeing me too often, to stay away for a while if necessary.
You see, I am an absurdly irritable person who tries very hard to be tolerant and lenient and understanding. I think that every person has a reason for his or her behavior, as distasteful as that behavior could possibly be. So, I try to remain ignorant of the flaws of others, the habits whose presence I know repeated exposure will cause me to despise. The easiest way has always been to maintain a distance.
Distance allows me a chance to never witness your loud chewing, the water all over the counter around the sink in the bathroom, the bland way you cook your vegetables. I don’t have to see how you add soy sauce to everything as if it were the only flavoring agent or the way you roll your eyes when you speak with your mother.
Don’t ever reach over and take food off of my plate without asking or at least pretending to look sneaky. You are not entitled.
This, you see, is why I am alone now and will stay that way for a long while.
