Once again, I said some stupid shit. My life is a cycle of keeping things to myself and getting comfortable, then letting my guard down and expressing myself, then making everyone mad.
The older I get, the more I understand the archetype of an old man and his dog, living alone in the woods.
For me #3 is "why are they being so nice? what are they up to? what do they want? how are they planning to embarass me after earning my trust?" then back in the box.