Why do people feel the need to gaslight me.? My call went kinda bad. I mean lucky for them, I didn’t say any of the things, that I spend up all night thinking about. The man gives me a fucking existential crisis and says “I don’t know, why you’re upset about that”. Excuse me, maybe I get overwhelmed sometimes, but that doesn’t mean, you can treat me, like I’m making shit up on the go. The back-and-forth energy at this activity is playing with my mentality. I need somewhere quiet and for once uncomplicated.
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People don’t want to deal with the weight of the harm they’re doing. Got a couple rapists who won’t acknowledge a damn thing and they’ll continue to be miserable abscesses on this society until they take responsibility and care about things. Best thing to do is to not wait around, cut ties and move on. They can keep their delusion that they’ve never done a damn thing wrong.