Fictional character, trying to intimidate someone: And I’ll never let you do XYZ ever again! Muahaha!

My brain: Fine, I can to give up this thing that’s actually ridiculously important if it’ll spite your desire to scare me. I won’t XYZ ever again. See if I care. *crosses arms stubbornly*

Dear brain, sorry, but this is not actually a reasonable response! Even to a piece of fiction! This is not how it’s supposed to work.

Tbh this is a long-established pattern of thinking with me, but I have no idea what it started with. Brain, come on. Stop it.

Someone on Tumblr was talking about men who try to be all physically intimidating, and it got me thinking: things like that don’t really bother me, and that’s weird, isn’t it?

When people do aggression and intimidation at me, I find it pretty easy to go “Oh, he’s trying to intimidate me, I will refuse to back down!”

People who act like they’re in a position of authority, on the other hand, and judge me– I turn into a puddle.

I think that’s the difference, anyway. But it’s true, the people who mess with my brain are disproportionately female.