I don’t know what to think about you…
No less than six people have told me this in the past two months.
Literally, the exact phrase “I don’t know what to think about you.”
Can someone please explain to me what this means? Is this a good thing, or a bad thing? Am I just such a crazy whirl wind of confusion and awesomeness that people just really don’t know what to think about me? Or…is it a good thing? As in I am too full of dimension and depth that they just don’t understand.
I don’t get it. I feel I’m pretty straight forward. I don’t play games. I don’t beat around the bush. I am awkward. I am blunt. I talk a lot about sex. I care about people. I love cute animals. I wear black and white often. I have red hair. I say what I mean. I tell people how much they mean to me. I bust out the awkward turtle and awkward snail far too often (but only when needed).
What is there not to get? How hard can it be to think SOMETHING about me? We all make judgements of other people, on some level, when we meet and/or hang out with them…so why am I so hard to form a thought about? Maybe I’m just too vapid, shallow and boring.
I mean, if people said “I just don’t know how to categorize you” or “I’m not sure how to peg you,” I’d get it. I’m pretty quirky/eclectic/unique/fill in your own blank. That’s kosher- I accept that. But you have to think SOMETHING about me…how do you just not know what to think about me? Think lots of things if you must. Thinking is good; it works out your brain.
This is a short post. Drabble if you will. But it is drabble with some questions:
a) Who here doesn’t know what to think about me?
b) If you just raised your mouse, please explain why.
c) If you didn’t raise your mouse, what *do* you think about me?
d) Why do people have trouble thinking things about me?
e) Why am I getting another migraine? (My answer; because thinking about why people don’t know what to think about me hurts my brains!)
Das ist alles fuer heute!
-Essin’ Em
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I’ve heard the same thing a few times recently. My personal take on it?
Honesty, real honesty with all of it’s awkwardness, vulnerability, and silliness, is really hard to come by. And that makes it seem really ‘out there’. I’m pretty damned honest too, and it’s amazing how many people that seems to really confuse and scare. Maybe they’re wondering where the catch is?
Long time reader… rare commenter (although I know I should)…
I heard that myself from time to time… part of it is because I am an enigma wrapped in a puzzle, wrapped in a conundrum. lol
I am just me and different. That’s all there is. And you are you. We are unique individuals that don’t neatly fit the mold of others even in the GLBTS/BDSM/XYZPDQ community. And that gets us exactly that, “I don’t know what to make of you…” when in reality they mean “I don’t know how to classify / categorize you…”
Quite frankly I am starting to take it as a compliment; they accept me and like me but can’t categorize me. :)
As for what I think about you…. hrrrmmmm…. wonderful, unique, would miss your blog if it were gone, would like to meet you one day, lovely, talented, smart, intriguing, creative, needy yet independent, independent yet needy (see enigma wrapped in a puzzle above…), some days ZOMG that is sooo right, and other times ROFL that’s too funny, sexy, strong, coquettish, shy…
You are just you…
I think you are:
Smart
Funny
Intellectual
Driven
Tough
Kind
Generous
Thoughtful
Sympathetic
Intelligent
Open-minded
Blunt
Fair
Snarky
Educated
That’s all for this moment. I need a nap. And to find out the best lube for anal sex (but I have three months to worry about that).
Oooh! Mouse is in the air. I don’t know what to think about you and here is a few reasons why:
To begin with, I am confused. On one hand you don’t look for or want love, but on the other hand you cuddle with a woman at night the way people in love would. It’s almost like you love everyone instead of just one person, and treat all of your friends with that love. Loving your friends is great, but it just seems confuzzling.
You act as though you’re happy, then you’re bawling in a bar or in an alley. Everyone has a bad day or two, but with you it seems to be up and down pretty regularly.
Then again, I’ve only been reading for a month or so, so I’m sure there is TONS that I don’t know about you.
d) no, see…”i don’t know what to think about you” does not equal “i don’t think things about you.”
in fact, i think it’s way closer to “i think a lot of things about you, some of which seem to me to be contradictory; therefore i don’t know which ones i should actually think about you, which ones to discard, or how to reconcile the things that i thought were contradictions which you have made me realize are not.” clear as mud? =D
or maybe you are just encountering people who don’t know how to wrap their heads around weird =)
c) hearts to you, ’cause you regularly make me a happy panda for the most random of reasons.
I know exactly what to think about you: you’re fucking awesome and I so want to hang out with you someday.
Those who don’t know what to think – I think you hit on it when you mentioned people not being able to categorize you. It’s human nature to want to label and categorize; it helps us better understand our surroundings – I’m sure you know that, so I don’t know why I’m explaining it! So when a person can’t categorize you, it makes it harder for them to understand you, and instead of giving it some hard, deep (rowr) thought, they write you off as a mental untouchable. At least, that’s my take on it.
I agree with Lady Brett that these people probably have conflicting ideas about you. I think it says more about them than you. You’re someone who might not fit into their comfort zone or not the type of someone they’ve encountered before. On the one hand, you don’t fit into the square (or circle or triangle…) holes that they are able to shove everyone else in their life into. But on the other hand, your sheer awesomeness might be enough for them to make space for you.
I’ve thought the same thing about other people before. These people were unpredictable (to me) and said or did things I really didn’t like or understand, yet I liked them. I even dated one of them. These are probably my favorite kind of people because they challenge me.
I think it’s a compliment, or at least it would be coming from me. It says you’re unique and hard to understand yet interesting enough that they’ll stick around and try it anyway. I think I covered what I think about you in there somewhere, too.
i’ve been reading for a while…and i love your honesty about who/what you are…
i think maybe people dont know what to think because they are not used to this at all…society has told us that people need to fit in boxes, in categories…and if we dont fit into these boxes, we are weird/abnormal/crazy/etc…people dont know what to think about people like us…
dont stress about it…life is too short…
peace…
I get that sometimes too.
I think it’s what Lady Brett said, they think so much about you, on so many different levels, they don’t quite know what to make of it.