What Is It About Me....

I don't understand how I seem to get on peoples nerves so much sometimes. I try to stay out of their way unless they ask me to join them. I try not to invade their space when I am here and they are too. Yet it never seems to fail that I eventually end up getting yelled at. 

The worst part is when it happens I am usually not even aware of why or what I did too deserve it. Am I really that stupid? Sure makes me wonder sometimes. Then I sit in my room and cry like a fool. 

I hate being yelled at more than anything in the world. I spent most of my life being yelled at by family. It makes me feel worthless and unwanted. Then again what is new there.