I don’t think I will ever acquire a thick skin.
I spent the first 18 years of my life with my “friends” laughing at me at school. My teachers would punish me for being…. me. My family nit-picked and nagged me to change and live up to my potential, to do this, do that, pay attention, settle down, the list goes on.
My career has been a series of success/failures, where I keep getting better at what I do, ultimately my jobs end with me being fired, laid off, or just giving up and leaving.
When anything happens around me, I assume it is my fault, because I am always screwing something up. forgetting something, or day-dreaming, when I should be paying attention.
I am in my late 50’s and that thick skin hasn’t grown over the scars.
I have a dog now, who doesn’t care whether I locked my keys in the house or my car, or left my wallet on the counter at the store. I think she loves it, because she gets another walk. Dogs are great!
I work for a company that lets me work from home a couple days a week, and during that time, she demands my attention a few times an hour. While I don’t get continuous work done, I get more work done, cause I am not spending all my time day-dreaming. I am trying to figure out how I can bring my dog to the office.
So in a way, she has turned out to be my “service dog”. I don’t have a thick skin, but I do have a German Shepherd who is on my side.REPORT ABUSE