Why Do I Keep Falling For The Bait?

Why oh why can’t I help myself falling for their bait? It happened again today: from time to time, I pass groups of kids – usually boys – who think it’s funny to taunt and mock me. They obviously do it to get a reaction, and I know I should just ignore them, but for some reason I can’t help shouting back. I feel insulted that I should be the butt of their childish jokes, when I have achieved more than they probably ever will. Today, for example, I was passing the small park at the bottom of my road when a group of three lads decided it was funny to make grunting noises at me and doing grotesque impressions of people with learning difficulties. That instantly pissed me off: I am proud of who I am and what I have achieved, and refused to be laughed at by some degenerate piece of shit probably bunking off school. Yet when I tried to shout back to tell them to stop, it only made things worse, leading me to get even more angry. Then, when I began to type a message for them into my Ipad, they scarpered.

I know I should just ignore it, and that reacting to them only encourages their mockery. Part of me is frustrated with myself for not being able to just let it slide: why do I keep falling for their bait like a particularly stupid fish? Yet my pride demands that I stick up for myself, and to try to put these uneducated little shits in their place, even though I know that trying to do so just makes things worse.

4 thoughts on “Why Do I Keep Falling For The Bait?

  1. I’m really sorry this happened to you again. I saw it happening some years ago in Charlton Park and my wife and I intervened and told them what an impressive person you were. I’m still not sure if that was helpful to you or disrespectful. You could have found it either, neither or both.

    I think that’s a dilemma I sometimes find: offer to help and it’s a potential infringement of independence, or don’t offer to help when it would be genuinely appreciated.

    Best wishes

    Geoff

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    1. I know what you mean, but in such moments it really helps to have someone explain to these kids who I am, and that I’m as intelligent and capable as anyone else. Part of the problem is that I can’t communicate with them properly, leading me to get even more frustrated.

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      1. I hope it helped. I remember first meeting you in the Old Cottage Cafe. I’d been talking about the problems my brother was having with the benefits system and you called me over.
        I love your blog and admire how you problem solve to get so much out of life. Sorry if that sounds patronising – it’s genuine.

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