It is not my job to agree with you. I'm sorry that my very existence offends you, what with my terrible different opinions and my blunt attitude and my refusal to coddle you. It must be hard living with only wet tissue paper protecting your feelings.
I kind of get this, too. I worry about giving out misinformation unintentionally, or I second-guess myself on tests when I'm not 100% certain about the subject.
Best tamp that little voice down before I start working with patients, probably. 😐
"Your lack of self-awareness is truly incredible. I'm almost surprised that you're not walking into walls as you fuss around each day, making drama where there doesn't need to be any."
I could call you to put them over your knee, if you'd like. Goodness knows you have better arms strength than I do.
And more experience with small children.
"My stars, you are so immature! Did you ever mature past the age of five? Because you sure aren't acting like it. I've seen toddlers more mature than you. If you're going to call yourself an adult, then act like it. Don't make me call your momma so she'll put you over her knee." 🙄🤚
I'll pray for him. That's such a weird thing to have happen....
It seems to me like some men tend to hide their issues -- both physical and mental -- to try and appear stronger or some such thing, and deny aid for the same reason. So do some women, but it seems to be more common in men.
As far...
If we're such geniuses about science, then can we please invent a scent that is both pleasing to human olfactory senses and EXTREMELY DEADLY TO GNATS!? THESE TINY SNITS ARE EVERYWHERE.