PERSONALITY

Why Am I Attracted to Dark Things?

Did I pop out of the womb and demand the nurse swaddle me in a black cloth?

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There are those lucky people in life who have upbeat, charming personalities. Sunshine and rainbows follow them wherever they go. They whistle while they work and have a permanent smile. People flock to them, hoping to absorb some of their radiance.

Then, there are people like me who have sarcastic, melancholic personalities. Gray clouds hover over our heads. We cuss while we work and frown at other people and hope they will go away.

I kid. A bit. I do actually have friends and have been known to laugh once in a blue moon. I’m kind and treat others as I want them to treat me, but my melancholic personality can be a bit of a drag at times. I’ve longed to be more like Enid Sinclair rather than Wednesday Addams.

I take that back. I’ve never wanted to be bubbly. Bubbly people annoy me. Case in point: When a woman I work with arrives every morning, she actually sings, “Goooood Morniiiiing!” I roll my eyes and wonder what’s wrong with her. It’s 8 o’clock in the damn morning and we’re at work, lady! Calm the fuck down. It’s not like we’re meeting at the airport to fly to Paris. Still, I wonder how and why she’s so happy. Did a fairy sprinkle some…