You’re a delicate flower, for the love of fuck.
You are a confident person, certainly, but sometimes you need to be handled with care. When acquaintances brusquely demand information about your personal life (ex: When are you ever getting married?), you’re allowed to play coy. When someone corrects you a little too harshly (ex: You forgot to put share plates on that table?! There goes your tip! You really fucked up!), you’re allowed think they’re overcompensating. Don’t these people realize you have feelings! God!!
Today remind yourself: I’m a delicate flower, for the love of fuck.
