Some side-work I do has me dealing with people a bunch, and for as much as we all complain about each other, at least in brief moments my experiences with others have been okay, pleasant even.
Of course, despite that, I can’t shake the idiosyncratic impulse to avoid people much of the time, but regardless. As a bonus: most of those I’m encountering are total strangers to boot, so it’s not even a matter of familiarity.
Not much more of a point to this post than that, really. Thought we could use a little more upbeat stuff around here.
I wish I had that luck. I’ve managed to curate a lot of people I can tolerate, but trying to add to that is super hard. A random person I was introduced to managed to complain about immigrants three times in ten minutes to me in front of my POC partner. Another person I am stuck with occasionally breathing the same air with wanted to tell me all of Fox’s talking points on trans people and disagreeing with her was a hateful attack and proved I ALWAYS had a problem with her. It’s so much work to separate wheat from chaff that my search for good people is paused. Hopefully I’ll have the spoons to try more soon, but it’s so draining.