RainbowRose
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- Aug 6, 2014
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I listen to ppl talk about their passions. no one cares about mine(birds & forensics)
I like to listen to people talk about their passions and life, and sometimes people chew my ear off! I do not disrespect or interrupt. But I feel like no one cares about mine �� It makes me sad. I bore people. I can hear them not paying attention, even when I don't talk about it for long at all.
I just have passion for forensics (I'm in grad school for it) and birds and people think I'm weird when I talk about homicides and crime, or my love for my birds.
I work so hard doing both. I have burned myself out for years of no social life getting into graduate school for forensics, and eventually I will go for my Ph.D. People are proud of me but don't seem to care for my details. But it's not nearly as bad as my talk about birds. I feel proud to train my birds; I put so much time and effort and the small accomplishments excite me..But only me. Even if I say 3 sentences about what I accomplished today with taming my purely wild never held birds. I feel good for 5 minutes of success after hours of trying. People don't listen, seem to care, or understand my bond with them and love for them.
I feel depressed. It hurts quite a bit.
I like to listen to people talk about their passions and life, and sometimes people chew my ear off! I do not disrespect or interrupt. But I feel like no one cares about mine �� It makes me sad. I bore people. I can hear them not paying attention, even when I don't talk about it for long at all.
I just have passion for forensics (I'm in grad school for it) and birds and people think I'm weird when I talk about homicides and crime, or my love for my birds.
I work so hard doing both. I have burned myself out for years of no social life getting into graduate school for forensics, and eventually I will go for my Ph.D. People are proud of me but don't seem to care for my details. But it's not nearly as bad as my talk about birds. I feel proud to train my birds; I put so much time and effort and the small accomplishments excite me..But only me. Even if I say 3 sentences about what I accomplished today with taming my purely wild never held birds. I feel good for 5 minutes of success after hours of trying. People don't listen, seem to care, or understand my bond with them and love for them.
I feel depressed. It hurts quite a bit.