Who knew that your worst enemies are the ones you’ve spent your whole life with. The ones closest to you. Who you’ve love to death and learned from. Who you’ve trusted the most. Who would’ve guessed they would be the ones to cause the most destruction in your life. Sometimes when you are at the peak of self-destruction and just need a push off the cliff.
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Sometimes people are born into a toxic environment. You didn’t choose your family, just like you didn’t choose to be born. You had no say in the matter.
The dealer handed out cards and you were dealt the hand that you got. Now you gotta play your hand to the best of your ability. (Poker reference there). It’s got nothing to do with “fair”. You play the hand that you’re randomly dealt. Sometimes you gotta ditch losing cards and trade up.
Don’t let anyone do that to you. Push them off the cliff instead. At least give them a swift kick in the arse to bring them to their senses.
I’m far too little. And oh, no matter what I do, it’ll go back to how it is. It’s an unending pattern. I fix it and a few minutes later it’s broken again. Honestly I’m exhausted of putting the pieces back together.
This comment doesn’t make any difference, but most of the time the harm that comes from the ones we love is amplified because of that same love. Since we trust and love them we are more receptive to what they do to us and it harms us more. Regardless of that, you shouldn’t accept that damage, be it from a loved one or from a stranger. You can always push back if you want to.
I guess it’s just hard to push it back when you thought they would be the ones to catch you when you fall instead of sticking their foot out.