I rather enjoy challenging others. I like to cause people to question things. I feel like life is boring and mindless without being challenged to learn at every turn. Sure, sometimes I want to take a mental break, but that's usually just to recharge before I proceed with being difficult.
As a teenager, I had decided I was going to be a therapist, helping others with their pain while I tucked away my own. It made me feel useful. I figured I had authority to inform, much the way I do now. Now I serve to feel useful a different way. I play devil's advocate quite often. It ticks people off more often than not, and sometimes to the point where they stop talking to me for awhile. I don't mind, though. Being difficult isn't a popularity contest. It's just a way of offering alternative ways of thinking to those who would rather you agree with them. Eventually, they'll grow to appreciate that I'm not a mirroring drone who reflects back the decisions they've already made in their head. I choose to be the one who points out that there may be more valid perspectives than the ones being adopted.
I get it, sometimes you just want to bitch, and being told you're wrong to do so is only going to piss you off more. I'm not that insensitive...I don't think. What I try to do is get you to see your situation in a way that makes you happier about it than you were before. What is life, if not one big lesson? Not everyone needs to be reminded of that, but I seem to have encountered a handful that do.
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