If the only way for you to like me is for me to change and bend in all possible ways to suit your preferences, then don't like me at all. I'm not going to give two craps about it. I wasn't born a pleaser, or a follower, or a disciple of any sort. I'm programmed to ignore influence, to resist dominance. I will never crouch to prove anyone of their superiority, which explains my choice of career. I'd prefer to not having to report to anybody, or to explain whatever decision I've made just so that my work will be recognised. I can't, because I really don't care if people agree on my choices or not.
I have my principles and I plan to stick to it. If you have a problem with it, or is trying to persuade me to sway from it, give up. Just drop it and leave. I don't need your approval to be certain of myself. I'm stubborn like that.
If you somehow is convinced that you're better than me, then continue to think that way, and go back to your spot of higher level because you obviously think that you and me are not on par. But then you're probably just miserable since you find the need to take me as a comparison. Stop telling me how you're ranked above me, stop telling me that I don't have what it takes, that whatever I have is merely antipasti to your ravioli, then sorry to disappoint. I don't like pasta. You can fill yourself up in starch all you want because I'm not even interested.
Yes I'd rather dig ice cream from the tub for dinner than eat gourmet flour drowned in extra virgin olive oil and sprinkled with imported herbs and sundried tomatoes.
You can judge, or even better, get a life.
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