@dirrtydozen22,
dirrtydozen22 wrote:
I'm not saying it's her fault. I'm just saying I was so desperate for her friendship that I resorted to that kind of action. As for your prevuious questions, no I din't like murderers or sex offenders bc that would count as offending me badly. I don't 'like' strangers I met on the street, but I would definitely be open to know them.
For myself, I am an introvert. I only open up to someone after I observe them for a length of time. If that person wants to befriend me, there could be a problem, since not only am I not ready to be a friend, but I have a very low quota of people I will be friendly towards. I would be a problem with someone with your needs to have many people "act" like a friend. That is another point. Many people just "act" friendly. I do not like such phoniness, in my opinion. Another reason not to open up to people.
The concept of injustice collecting comes to mind in your post. You seem, in my opinion, to possibly feel a self-rightous anger about being willing to be a friend, yet another person will not reciprocate to your perfect willingness to be a friend. That does not sound fair. However, focussing on the unfairness might be injustice collecting?
http://www.psychologytoday.com/articles/200612/injustice-collecting
If the "social contract" at jobs is that everyone should be friendly, and you comply, it can be true that others should reciprocate to your friendliness. However, there is an element of free-will, even at work, and we do not have to be friendly to everyone, fair or not. Sort of like some people ride passed us in a limo, and others in a scooter. The key, I believe, is not to make it a personal affront to your willingness to be friendly. Just consider yourself blessed, since in your life you will likely meet many interesting people.
And, if you feel another person's unwillingness to be friendly is a "rejection," yes it is, but why would you mind, since some of us just like to be friends with platonic "soul mates." Some of us just like others who have a very similar set of experiences, be they school, family, etc., etc. We cannot be all things to all people.