It's been a while since the last time I met a textbook toxic person. Back in 2016, I signed up for a Teaching course, because, ever since I graduated from university in the field of English Language and Literature, I resolved to start investing in vocational training courses.
There I met a radio announcer whom I got on well with very quickly: we worked together and did a couple of projects together. I honestly liked her: she was outgoing, creative, talkative and witty. Nevertheless, she had a mistake: a superiority complex whereby she used to give me advice that I hadn't asked for.
There I met a radio announcer whom I got on well with very quickly: we worked together and did a couple of projects together. I honestly liked her: she was outgoing, creative, talkative and witty. Nevertheless, she had a mistake: a superiority complex whereby she used to give me advice that I hadn't asked for.
Every day after class, when we would walk towards the car park, she would light a cigarette and instruct me on how to manage my own business. At the beginning, I honestly thought she was trying to help, even if I hadn't asked for her advice.
She had introduced herself as a radio announcer and a vocal coach, and had to deliver a (vocal coaching) workshop in Switzerland, in English; therefore, she told me she counted on me to prepare it. I willingly accepted her offer: I helped her translate her PowerPoint presentation, create a small glossary on technical vocabulary and allowed her to rehearse her speech in front of me.
When our lessons were over, I asked her to post a positive comment on one of my professional profiles, which is something that a lot of people do. However, she simply pretended she didn't have the time.
By the time she refused to post the comment, I had already realised that she was just a textbook toxic person: by giving me unwanted advice, she was trying to create insecurities in me that didn't exist before or, perhaps, bolster the already existing ones.
She was a progressive Galician nationalist. She never told me but guessed from the conversations.
A month ago, I signed up for a private History of Galicia course, as I have some post-graduate instruction in Tourism. There I met a guy that worked as a Galician linguist. His way of interacting in the conversation was unusual: no matter what I said, he would contradict it, over and over again. Average people agree, disagree, add something up to the previous comment, express sympathy, share an anecdote, etc.
But he didn't. He would just contradict what I stated in almost a pathological way. Having a conversation with someone like that man can be exasperating.
Since I'm not a therapist, I can't assess what these self-defensive psychological mechanisms hide. However, I'm afraid it's all about envy or dominion.
He was another left-winger and a Galician nationalist.
The more experienced I get with these people, the more I realise that this ideology fails to empower highly domineering individuals with a serious inferiority complex and little tolerance towards frustration.
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