I’m not quite sure why my mind is overreacting to this
matter today; it’s probably because my mind is choosing to focus on something small that’s bothering
me/hurting my feelings, rather than focusing on the larger things that are
bothering me but that I can’t do anything about.
So here’s the small thing that’s currently bothering me and
causing me to feel like crying. How come nobody likes the way I smell? I feel like for years I’ve been into unique
delightful oddly delicious scents of perfumes and body moisturizers and I feel
like I used to get quite a few scent-related compliments, but now I seem to get
the opposite of compliments, mostly from my mom. In recent months, several times my mom has
told me that my perfume doesn’t smell good and it reminds her of Avon perfume (which
would be the total opposite of what I want to smell like, since Avon strikes me
as generic, un-unique and old lady like).
The other day in the hospital, my aunt who was sitting next
to me made a comment about smelling something and my mom said that it was my
perfume and that she didn’t like it. I
wouldn’t really care what my mom thought of my scent if anyone DID seem to like
it, but I’m starting to feel as if something might be wrong with my sense of
smell and/or I have unusual taste with my smell sensors (not that there’s anything
wrong with unusual), because the last time I remember anyone complimenting the
way I smelled was more than 8 months ago when I was in some coffee shop in
Pittsburgh and the gay guy working behind the counter wanted to know what kind
of scent I was wearing because he liked it. So I guess I appeal to nobody, scent-wise,
except for a young gay guy in a different state.
The main perfume I’m been wearing for about a year now is
called Annabel Lee and it’s a handmade artisan oil with primary scents of fern,
jasmine, orris, and sandalwood. I
understand that kind of scent is not going to appeal to everyone/not going to
be everyone’s style, but it’s MY style right now, and how could it possibly
smell like Avon? If some guy had told me
that I smelled like Avon, I would have felt like punching him and I might have
just walked out of the room. Obviously I’m
not going to punch my mom and walk away from her, but I really hope I don’t
hear from her about my perfume again in the next few days.
The body butter I’ve been wearing recently is called
Scintillating and includes champagne bubbles, ginger, cardamom, and amber. Does that sound like Avon? Not to me it doesn’t. Maybe I just have a different sense of smell
and different style than anyone around me.
Or maybe I’m nobody’s style – the way I look, the way I talk, the way I under dress
or overdress, AND the way I smell. But if I’m nobody else’s style, then I might
as well at least keep being my own style and personally liking the way I smell,
so I’m not going to quit wearing the scents I like until I get tired of them
and switch to something else different.
(But I will admit it still hurts my feelings a little if nobody else
likes my style though. One side of my
brain is like, “Oh yeah? Well fuck you!”
The other side of my brain is brimming with hurt feelings and should just live
in a closet by itself and sob.)
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