effugere

and not necessarily in my favor. I suppose that I could take quite a few things away from this experience, but what really bothers me is being constantly lumped together with something that does not even exist.

It would be comparable to me asking how my friend’s dog is, when in reality, she/he does not own a dog. Yet still I inquire about the dog. This friend of mine is polite, as it is clear that I am not aware that this dog does not exist, but eventually tempers are tested.

I don’t like having my interactions with people run like so:
“Hey, how are you?”
“I’m good! And you?”
“Pretty good, pretty good. So how’s _____?”

Not that I don’t want to tell them how you are. You’re always fine, I usually tell them, and you’re busy and stressed. But they know how you are and in fact they know you… it’s just that they automatically associate the two of us.

The fucked up thing is that they aren’t wrong. I don’t want to hold anything against you for your inability to reciprocate a fondness toward me, but I find the constant reminders trying.