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.
“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.