"Complicated" was the word used by last guy I dated. Lol. And the one before that. But I'm an easy going person to live with. Wait... I live by myself now... Nevermind?

I'm only "difficult" to those with sensitive, easily bruised egos who need me to 1) respond to them they way they expect or desire; and/or 2) tone down my signifiers of intellect.

If you don't descend into a resentful funk when I don't laugh at your jokes or want to talk about what's on TV--or erupt into a peevish mass of barbs when you hear me use a word you don't know or structure my speech in a sophisticated manner--we're golden. Otherwise, fuck off.

I can relate to some of what you say. I am easy to get along with until I’m not. Most people like me until they try to control me, then I can become difficult if they don’t back off. I also seem to buck the norms put on us by society and I have no patience for sheeples. If all that means that I am difficult, then so be it. It is a badge that I would be happy to wear.

I'm quirky and don't trust super easy. I'm generally not super affectionate or good at flattery. I like things done my way. So, I guess one could call me difficult.

But... I fiercely love the people I have claimed. I am willing to do the work to have things done my way and will never ask someone else to do something I wouldn't. I can be sweet and considerate to my people and try to be kind in general. So, that should totally make up for being difficult, right?

I am overly friendly and accommodating...but I don't let people take advantage of my good nature or kindness. I am pretty unforgiving if I am betrayed or not respected. I am tough when it comes to work situations and I don't take a lot of bullshit, but I don't consider that difficult. I compromise and like to work out solutions in my work and personal life. I like to get to know people and know a little about a lot of things just so I can have something to talk about. I am easy to live with...I adapt easily...once you are my friend, you will have my loyalty and trust and love.

"You need to dumb down your conversation," a man said within 10 minutes of meeting. "Men are intimidated by your intelligence and class." I was appalled.

"Speak for yourself," I replied. "Obviously you are intimidated by my intelligence. I refuse to act stupid to mollify the insecure ego of a sexist man."

Over dinner, I enjoyed baiting him. He complained bitterly about having a female supervisor. A year earlier, he flew to Russia to find a subservient bride. "None of the girls would go home with me," he said sadly. I felt delighted.

With a master degree in human resources management, I explained:

The Civil Rights Act of 1964 is a civil rights and labor law in the United States that outlaws discrimination based on race, color, religion, sex, or national origin.

At the jazz concert after dinner, I was deliberately rowdy with my applause to offend him as an uppity woman. After the concert, he wasn't speaking to me.

"I refuse to listen to your feminist religion," he wrote the next day.

"The last time I checked, feminism is not a religion," I replied. "Although you are two years older than me, you sound like you lived 100 years ago. You are a dinosaur. Leave me alone."

That went well.

My boss , once told me , I was too logical to be a Federal employee . For the. most part , I've given up actually sharing a residence with others . What seems logical to me , doesn't seem to please others , and vise versa . I find the very most wasteful people , are the ones who complain about not being able to pay their bills , but they feel,you should give them what you've worked so hard to earn . Do nice things for anyone , and they seem to hate you for it . Ask for help from someone you've helped , when they needed it , and they're anything but happy about returning a favor .

I'm sometimes "out there", quirky, and have an odd sense of humor. But general consensus is, that I'm easy, and fun to be around. No drama. Though I can be overly independent perhaps, and have trouble asking for help. I've gotten better with that over time , I think.

That totally depends on who in my life you ask. I'm typically pretty laid back, but some people bring out my inner asshole self. May the odds forever be in peoples' favor.

I consider myself prickly or spiky. 10% absolutely love me, large % like and are amused, 10% are really off put by me even when I'm trying to behave. I'm a tad mischievous and fun loving and it occasionally gets me in trouble...

I rarely consider myself.

My hot button triggers are being condescended to (patronized) or dismissed/ignored.
I am also fairly clueless at picking up social cues around me. Most of the time if someone flat out tells me something I'll adjust accordingly. There are some exceptions. Your reason has no logic, I will not accommodate or ignore racism, misogyny, bullying, bigotry, or generally being mean for no reason.
I spend a great deal of time in my own head, it is just prettier there. I am pretty sure all of that makes me difficult to some people.

Probably so because I won't tolerate idiocy.

You know what, fuck that, other people are difficult.

My (narcissistic) father once told my then-fiancé that I was “difficult.” My (sociopathic) now-ex jumped on that bandwagon and spent years telling me how unreasonable and mean I was for asking CRAZY things like that he not steal from his family.
The people who find me “difficult” think that because I have this terrible habit of having my own needs and feelings and the ridiculous idea that those things should matter to people who say they love me.
Sorry. You hit a nerve.

I am highly quirky. I do well with kind and reasonable people that do not feel that the world is over if they are wrong about something.

Yes ..same ..but it's not the conventional"difficult". Reckon it's because I don't back down ..and fit the mould .Have always been "unconventional" ...and that is what defines me .

I most likely am.

People have one of two reactions to me. One, they love me, and I mean they really love me. Two, they despise me, actively dislike me, throw sand in my gears kind of dislike. Group one outnumbers group two. So far.

Just as beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so is ease of getting along with others. As an introvert, I am easily annoyed by people who try to hard to get into my space without good reason. Some people are offended by my aloofness. Whatever.

I’m only difficult if I know that another person is trying to take advantage of me, or I want to be sure that I get my point across.

I have spent most of my life alone, but know how to assess a person rather quickly. People tend to be like bees. The fuzzy ones tend to be laid back while the bald ones are looking for a reason to sting. Other than that, I can tell in five minutes whether or not someone is worth my time.

Oh you horrible people! Be nice.

Yes, I don't fit in to the ''norm'', & never have. It puts many off, but I no longer care as I'm happier as a loner. I don't need people around me, or too near.

For a twisted little weirdo, I'm surprisingly easy to get along with. It's the combination of an extroverted personality and a reasonable degree of empathy, I guess.