Who's saying something about me!!! Who's talking about you?? You think I'm paranoid?? Stop staring at me!!!! Is there someone behind me? Is there a booger hanging out of my nose? I'm not paranoid!!!! That's just spinach in my teeth. Who said the sky is falling. When will life on Earth end? OMG, am I pregnant?
The only reason why some people might seem sensitive to you is because you've been rude to a few people(including me) and they don't care for rudeness!
I've noticed just the opposite. I've found people on this site are open and friendly and intelligent. It's really quite refreshing on sites like this. I've wanted to thank all of them for that!!
I'm not sensitive
To me, being sensitive means getting kicked in the testicles with steel toed boots.
I'm really sensitive. Deeply hurt by negativity. Not sure how I have made it to 437 without just giving up.
I noticed that too when I first joined the site. No drama, everyone's happy...it's so nice compared to ask.com
Cuz we haven't had our weekly shine alotment. We get sensitive, sknarly and downright ornery. Where's our shine?
I'm sure you meant to offend but as you can see we're not sensitive😛.
Suppose that a great commotion arises in the street about something, let us say a lamp-post, which many influential persons desire to pull down. A grey-clad monk, who is the spirit of the Middle Ages, is approached upon the matter, and begins to say, in the arid manner of the Schoolmen, "Let us first of all consider, my brethren, the value of Light. If Light be in itself good—" At this point he is somewhat excusably knocked down. All the people make a rush for the lamp-post, the lamp-post is down in ten minutes, and they go about congratulating each other on their unmediaeval practicality. But as things go on they do not work out so easily. Some people have pulled the lamp-post down because they wanted the electric light; some because they wanted old iron; some because they wanted darkness, because their deeds were evil. Some thought it not enough of a lamp-post, some too much; some acted because they wanted to smash municipal machinery; some because they wanted to smash something. And there is war in the night, no man knowing whom he strikes. So, gradually and inevitably, to-day, to-morrow, or the next day, there comes back the conviction that the monk was right after all, and that all depends on what is the philosophy of Light. Only what we might have discussed under the gas-lamp, we now must discuss in the dark.
Perhaps those who ask questions are the ones who are too sensitive---What do you think?