My Paranoia

Is it me or are they talking about me? 
Is it me or are they avoiding me? 
Is it me or am I the last one to know things?
Is it me or do I really even care?

My paranoia brings me to several conclusions and most of the time I'm right so is it truly paranoia or is it intuition. 

Call it what you will but there are times that I wonder of those around me think that I am truly ignorant of them and their antics.  It truly amazes me.  I don't believe for one minute that I am that important for people to talk about me but it could be that I struck a nerve at one point. Am I mean by pointing out the obvious?  Some might say yes, I say SNAP OUT OF IT and come back to reality. 

We don't live in the rainbow world of cupcakes and daisies.  I appreciate my life but I don't love it and that is the honest truth.  I do love those around me but if one decides that I'm not that friend they wished me to be, then so be it.  I love my family members but if I don't live up to their standards then I blame them for having to high of a standard. 

I have a hard enough time judging myself to sit and judge others.  I know I have and for that I am truly wrong but I don't sit back and think that everyone else is wrong and that I am right.  I am not absolute.  I like to have conversations that have give and take.  One sided conversations are boring because I tend to be quiet and let others talk.  At that point, I have already decided that what they have to say is unimportant.  Is that wrong?  I don't know but my intuition, or my paranoia, tells me that they don't care for what I have to say anyway.

Is it me or is everyone else?