I’m really pleased that someone found me important enough to insult me.
Okay, this is not the first time I’ve been insulted, so it’s not a big deal.
Of course, the initial reaction of receiving an insult or criticism is often shock and dismay. But then I get over it very quickly.
Then I reach the only possible conclusion:
Somewhere out there is an an angry person who is jealous of me, my looks, my abilities.
I honestly feel some pity for this person and I’m even sorry to have unwittingly caused someone distress simply by existing.
Since I know who this person is, I am instead focusing on the fact that insults empower me. They are proof that I am someone
So to you “DEAR”, thank you for your kind affirmation of my success.