Words, words, words.

Why do you see everything so negatively. I am good at this, I am good at networking. I feel like I am becoming more isolated because of you. These were your rules. I am not a babysitter. This is not about you, it's about me and my world. I'd be stupid if I didn't stop to look at her. Everything was great. Then that's your problem. Life is not black and white. You can't cut things like that. It's not normal. What's wrong? DO you want me to be like you? Walking around with a straight face all the time?