i live a very simple, quiet, ordinary life. i am nice to nice people and i try to be nice to mean people. i am not a saint. i have my bad and devilish episodes. but i fight it out and try to be good.
however, i am not comfortable in situations when people are nice to me. i mean, super extra nice, for that matter. i have a big "WHY?" written on my forehead. i can't take it when people are good to me when i know that i don't deserve their kindness. it makes me feel guilty and freaky. like, i am on a terminal state, and they are being nice to me because they pity me?
aaahhh! paranoia!
okay, i should be thankful for their goodness. and I AM THANKFUL. really!
....but it's still freaking me out...
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