Given that I am a current student in grad school here in the Twin Cities, MN, I often get made fun of, dismissed, or welcomed. The best response that I have ever received here...and it is hard to understand here because people are soo...passive-aggressive? Indirect? Secretive?
I get a lot of passive aggressive negativity as well, I often get the "You think you are the most intelligent person in the world." Comment and my reply is always "I know I'm not even close to the most intelligent person in the world, I just notice details and have a hard time not pointing them out." I guess maybe I should keep things to myself more to myself. But you probably understand how difficult that can be.
Someone saying they are addicted to me would be little scary, because I too understand addiction well, and know that while the object of addiction may make you feel awesome for a time, eventually it can destroy you. Whereas being compared to the Library of Congress would be a very positive and fulfilling kind of compliment. Thanks for your reply! Keep on trucking!
Frequently I am told everything...Im too intense. Too Intelligent (like, WTF). Too direct. Too this or that...I dont get it. Its like look...if you want a response to a situation, be ready for however it might come because I dont understand your reality. Sometimes I get the snotty and nasty, "Oh Nick will tell us because he knows everything," type of response--and it boils me.
The one that has stuck out though is when I spent the day with a guy I was dating at the time and he posted on his facebook that he was grateful to have spent time with me, and that he was already in "Nick Withdrawl, because he is soo addicting."
Boom--wow. I mean hell, I am in recovery for drugs and alcohol...I have ASD, Crohns Disease, etc etc etc etc...a lot of people flee from my presence. To hear that was like whew...who is this Nick person? He must be a person people admire or respect?!
That friend later said that I am respected and admired...but that most people dont have the guts that we have to come right up and say it (except for the boy that said it).
Made me feel great...he often called me "Loc"...short for Library of Congress. And thats all I want. Just one validation, and I am good.