That is the question. I don't know why they don't care for me. Background - I hung out with my brothers when I was little. A tom-boy to use an old phrase, I was always playing in trees. My sister gave me a good dose of girly-girl stuff that I was not ready for or liked the smell of. I had more in common with the boys I played with though I had a few girl friends. The interaction there was mostly childhood games. My sister's anger was aimed at me and I grew to pay close attention to the slightest reaction so as not to get beaten up again. Mom worked and thought I'd toughen up.

I found my way through life as I mentioned with a few friends but those relationships were built on minor reciprocation. My friends got married and I began to notice one by one that the husbands accused me of being a bad influence on their wives. I cut ties there and later found that with the exception of one they were all cheating. I was the excuse. The two friends I mentioned earlier one I'd knew from high school. Some 11 years into knowing, sharing, visiting, taking care of the kids, I was told that the only reason was she was trying to get close to the family as her son was my nephew.

My one revelation is that some of these people think that I am stupid and when they find that I am not they get abusive. I am the same throughout andhave no reason to put on airs.