Emotions. They get the best of us, they lead humans to lose control and act irrationally, often leading to negative consequences. The extreme emotions of elation and depression cloud rational judgment, and lead people to do things they normally might never have done. Except me.

My unperturbed and serene composure during almost every occasion has been both a blessing and a curse. In some cases, it allows me to be the mature one and allow others to approach me and thrive off of the calming energy emanating off of me, but other times it has led to me being called an emotionless monster that needs to go “get fixed.”

It’s interesting really, to see the way that people react to my nonchalance. I’ve been commended for my ability to retain my composure during the most difficult and trying of times, exams week. People love being around me during exams week because of my ability to de-stress people and send out calming vibes. Or if someone has caught themselves in a pickle, I’m the one they come to for assistance. I enjoy being the one that people ask for help, it makes me feel good about who I am.

On the other hand though, my lackadaisical and relaxed nature has been criticized. Fellow classmates have approached me and given me a stern talking to about how my ability to delay work until the last minute, and still manage to complete it without getting stressed is a nuisance to them. I’ve also been criticized for my ability to never get angry. I’ve even been called the Nega-Hulk. (That is a blatant lie.)

It’s not that I don’t have the emotions I’m told I should be portraying, I just don’t show them. I’m generally in one mood, and that’s perfectly ok with me. There’s nothing wrong with spending a day being happy and smiling. I still hit the bumps of sadness, anger, excitement, and every other emotion there, I just don’t show them as openly as others do.