I think I start to know what my mother has done during all these years. Whenever I said or expressed something that would be from my own personal interests, she got offended. And still get. Showing and expressing your own needs is offensive. That’s what I’ve been etched during repetition after repetition. Because expressing your needs make her upset. She gets upset about Amal things and even if people try to joke with her, she always find a way to find it offensive. Life becomes a dread with that type of person.
And the worst thing isn’t the victim hood the worst part is that you eventually can become fearful of offending that person and then they got you in their grip to satisfy their egoistical emotional needs. Because they know what you fear upsetting them they play that card whenever something become uncomfortable for them or just doesn’t go as they please.
Shitstorm coming. I feel it. I’m prepared for it.
And the worst thing isn’t the victim hood the worst part is that you eventually can become fearful of offending that person and then they got you in their grip to satisfy their egoistical emotional needs. Because they know what you fear upsetting them they play that card whenever something become uncomfortable for them or just doesn’t go as they please.
Shitstorm coming. I feel it. I’m prepared for it.