I spent a great deal of my life being ignored. I was always very happy that way.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Early in my career, I didn't want to disappoint my colleagues, clients, or family. So I said yes to everything. This ended up raising my stress level and shortchanging everyone else - including myself - because I couldn't give anyone 100 percent of my time, nor could I pay close attention.
Many people resented my impatience and honesty, but I never cared about acceptance as much as I cared about respect.
If you're being ignored, that's a good time to concentrate on finding yourself and creating your own mystery.
Throughout my life, I happily deferred to family, companions, children.
I was missing out on a lot of things that my friends were doing, but in another way, they were missing things I was doing. It was kind of a trade-off I had to make.
I very much wished not to be noticed, and to be left alone, and I sort of succeeded.
Being ignored is a great privilege. That is how I think I learned to see what others do not see and to react to situations differently. I simply looked at the world, not really prepared for anything.
I find it next to impossible to remain politely silent when people prate to me about the glory of being given another chance to live happily ever after!
I hate being ignored.
I'm not the kind of person who sits off by myself and ignores everyone. I like to be happy!