I was thinking as I made my coffee, that for me it had been more of an age thing. It used to be that I felt like others had treated me like I was too young or like the younger one. The one that needed the guidance as opposed to being the wisdom giver or equal.

Another thing that I thought of was the past couple of landlords that I had had, especially the one before last where the daughter of the woman had called me up and told me that her mother thought of me as being a little slow or like a savant or the not so nice word that goes with that. To think my father and stepmom thought I was nuts to want to move out of such a place. The floors were warped a structural issue never mind this old crow squawking such nonsense all over town.
I used to be a mouth breather before having my tonsils out in adulthood(hmmm...I wonder why I'd reflexively breath with my mouth ??)
I believe that some people are just rotten to the core and as a believer I believe it's not I catching up to them at the pearly gates.