Here's a bit of late-night puzzlement for you: Why does the world love outwardly emotional people?
Most people are like truffles, beautiful and complicated on the outside, but once you break past the thin shell, there's a predictably delicious gooey inside.
I feel more like a jawbreaker than a truffle, if that makes any sense.
Most people let their walls down once you get to know them a tad, and then, before you know it, they're sobbing in you arms and telling you their life story, and that's fine. When someone opens up about their life, its a sign of trust and companionship, and you can't go wrong with those.
People love this. Shit, the entire Lifetime Movie Channel revolves around this.
Like, Lucy. Does anyone remember Lucy?
She wears her emotions like jewelry. If she's sad or confused or stressed or even incandescently happy, it's there for everyone to see. She hides nothing and people flock to that kind of openness.
And I sit back, thoroughly puzzled. No one believes me when I say I'm a closed off person, but I am. I'm blunt with my opinions and initial impressions, but when it comes to emotions, mine run deep. I'm guarded. Whatever.
I'm not puzzled at whether being guarded or being open is the better choice, I'm puzzled at the world's general acceptance of complete openness, even though it's vastly annoying the majority of the time.
Why do people enjoy the company of overemotional sods?
Am I wrong for, you know, not?
Ahh Blogger. Help me out here.
Jules
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