The Art of Tact

Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who's the most midwifery of all?
I'm sure this is what some of my peers think I do all day. Since I've gotten into midwifery, I've had kind of a rough time with some of the people in my class.
When I got into the program, all I wanted to do was be the best midwifery student I could be and help anyone who needed it. Some people in my class somehow translated this into my wanting to take over the world. They have since tried very hard to restrict my activities and make me feel unwelcome. Lately I've been getting interrogated by some who act as if I spend the majority of my time scheming and plotting without telling anyone what I'm doing.
Please.
Obviously these people are not parents because, to be perfectly frank, I simply don't have the time or energy to dominate the world, even if I wanted to.
On the one hand, I'm flattered they think I'm capable of single-handedly taking over, but on the other, I'm downright insulted that they don't think I know how to work with others.
Again, obviously not parents. I couldn't survive without working with others. I don't know how single parents do it.
And so, long before I thought I would need to, I am learning the art of tact. I am learning not to say what's going on in my head, I'm learning to give the benefit of the doubt and I'm learning not to burn bridges, but darn it all, I think it would be easier to take over the world.