I'm glad I bumped into you on the street today. I didn't recognize you at first because you were not wearing your normal elegant attire.

I know you mean well, but I really wish you hadn't mentioned the narcissism thing again. I mean, seriously. A two-minute chat on a sidewalk is a strange context for that kind of topic. Did you just read a book about narcissism or something? Even though you said you know that I don't have a narcissistic bone in my body (which made you think you'd read my last post in this thread!), it is still bothering me that you keep talking about it in relation to my feelings. My feelings may be indicative of an immature psyche. I'd be the first to admit that I'm immature. But just say I'm immature. Don't use a word like "narcissist". Not only because I am not narcissistic, but because I'm sick of all psycho-babbly labels. And you've already stuck a whole bunch on me already. Do I really need another one?

I know that I need to work on my eye contact, too. But again, did you really need to remind me this in the middle of the street? I felt like my mother was scolding me for not wearing clean underwear or something.

But I forgive you, as I usually do. At least you stopped and said hello. Your old-lady nagging is just your way of showing you care. And I really do need someone to care.