When you’re not in the fandom but you still get the reference
The other day I had a professor give me some of the best advice I’ve heard in a long time about dealing with people who don’t like you or people who say shit about you or people who are just awful in general. She told us that the only people that matter are the people who you put value in. Now those are the people who are in your eyes those key people that help create what you want to be or who you want to be in your life. They aren’t people who cut you down, because they don’t matter, their opinion holds no value. We each need to decide who we put value in, and why they fit into our future and who we want to be as people as we grow older. So for the people you place value you in, those are the people who matter, those are the people who are going to have an impact. Not everyone is going to like you, not everyone is going to react how you want them too and it’s hard because we all try to get everything to be just right and it will never be that way. I have to stop trying to fix everything because you know what, they hold no value in how I see myself. I shouldn’t put value in them because they aren’t going to be influences that I want in my life, they aren’t going to help me be who I want to be or get where I want to go…therefore they don’t deserve that place in my life. Therefore we have to..I have to put them out of my mind and keep going.
You know I really don’t get why people have to be so fucking stupid. How hard is it to just tell me you have a problem? This this is what is wrong with living with girls. This is why I wanna live with boys for the rest of my life, because I’m so sick of meaningless drama. If you have an issue with me that is upsetting you please just tell me…it’s not that hard. We SHARE a room for fucks sakes. I see you all the time, it’s realllly easy to just say “Hey this pisses me off” and we can talk about it and move on. But no…no you can’t do that…no girls have to gossip about it and keep it a secret it for days, weeks, months even until the other person explodes. I can tell when you’re upset, I’m not an idiot. Why wont you just fucking tell me what is wrong? How hard is that? I don’t understand. So now that your friends aren’t coming you’re gonna throw a mini tantrum? I’m sorry I wanted to see my cousin. I’m sorry it ruined your weekend. I changed my plans to it wouldn’t screw you over and you’re gonna be a little bitch about it now? Fine. I’m so done with this. Living with girls is the worst experience ever….well living with most girls anyway.