The Art of Disappointment

Some of you may like my latest essay at Image. Others of you may hate it, depending on your view of property rights, downsizing, and confrontations. Also, there’s a cuss word.

An excerpt:

“Owning others’ unhappiness is why I’m accommodating, and a desperate desire to be liked is why I’m the smiling, gabby, flirty guy who people are amazed to learn is an introvert. It’s a potent combination for relationship-wrecking, for being alone in the midst of people, for consuming the stress of everyone around me and dying alone and unwanted, which is bound to happen because I didn’t tip the valet enough and now he’s mad at me.”

You can read the rest here.


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