The frequent reminder that you’re only loved when you provide for someone is why I’ve had a long time trusting anyone’s “love” for me.
Things got better when I didn’t push that feeling onto anyone else, and only associated it with people that may never learn how destructive they are when that happens.
Currently, only one person has done this. Stopped for a while after publicly addressing this in a shorter and non-labeling form, but it’s come back recently. I’m tempted to say something to them about it, but the history of addressing their behavior is uncomfortable at best.
It’s times like this that I wonder what they’d do if or when they and others learn about this page, and know that much of the heavy topics are about them and the behaviors they refuse to change.
But I won’t be surprised if they get angry for doing this inner work after years of them believing they’re successful in suppressing me.
If I waited for any people like them to change, my healing would have suffered as much as it did before I started. Even more now that I’m older, forced to take the arguably smart road by no longer engaging them directly, and share more memes dedicated to better emotional maturity.
Along with that, I work to keep growing to a point where they can’t deny how different I am from them. Even when they prove themselves to be jealous of me doing the work, which one has more than others.
Part of me is sad about that for all of them. But I’ve wasted enough sadness on people refusing to change. And they’ll know that even more when I don’t have to co-exist with them any more than I currently do.
D.F.