ugh

That I've been fuming, snarling within, disconcerted and angry at everything would be almost accurate because my emotions are often out of their depth and this time at the opposite end of the love spectrum because for various reasons this weekend wasn't the most benevolent of days.
I was called if you can believe it 'manipulative' because of a difference of opinion that escalated into some sort of verbal war and all because my thoughts, ideas and views over certain prevailing topics of this world aren't in line with existing ones and I was silly enough to espouse them, even though I know better than to express something not in conformity with value systems that other homo sapiens of this Domus believe in.
Instead of shutting down and changing topics I retaliated with my own perspective and found myself getting upset over idiotic replies that made me realize that everything I say is understood in most convoluted fashions and it was then when I tried to correct the counter agreement that the label 'manipulative' was conveniently plastered over me and it hurt to hear it.
 Never have I ever known myself to be that person, nor has anyone ever called me that but that small exchange of words had me looking for my recently sharpened knife and it served to severely dull my outlook, my confidence, my mood and demeanour and this weekend which was supposed to be that magical day turned to ashes.