I like it when near-strangers give me things and expect me to feel like I owe them something. I do not owe anyone anything, except for my parents. My parents raised me very well.

I think this is because, when I first meet strangers, I am overly kind. For a long time, I thought this was because I was a people-pleaser. In a lot of ways, I am. But I think my subconscious always had an end in mind.

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