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glumshoe

I have developed a somewhat peculiar resistance to asking personal questions of people—even my best friends.

It’s not that I’m not curious; I just don’t want to be rude or make them have conversations they don’t want to have. If information is not freely and spontaneously offered to me I will assume it is intended to be private.

As a result, I have absolutely no idea what medical conditions many of my friends have, why they broke up with their partners, why they left their jobs, why they are triggered by certain innocuous things, why they make major life decisions abruptly, why they cut mutual acquaintances out of their lives, why they disappear during the week of the full moon and reappear with weird scratches and twigs in their hair... I wonder about it, sometimes with extremely painful curiosity, but I don’t ask. I simply hold possible theories in my mind for years until I get confirmation.

Same. It can be kind of awkward because after a long period of time people just assume you know, and then its weird that you don’t and looks like you either forgot or don’t care or something :/

God yeah. My parents will ask about my friends and I’ll be like, “Oh, yeah, I have no idea why they scream and thrash at the very sight of cold iron. If they wanted me to know I’m sure they’d tell me.”

A former coworker apparently once got kind of mad at me because when she texted to say she’d been in a car accident, I didn’t ask if she was injured or if her vehicle was totaled or anything like that, I just said I was sorry and would help in whatever way she needed me to.

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