I’ve outgrown being reactionary. I think too little of some of you hoes to even entertain you. You don’t want wealth, you want a witness. And I refuse to be the audience for a life that has absolutely nothing happening in it.
quando me pedem um conselho mas eu sou o amigo que apoia divórcio, aborto, cortar laços com a família, homossexualidade, outras religiões, se demitir etc
You can be so focused on finally receiving everything you never had that you don’t notice you’re slowly giving away your boundaries, your identity, your independence and your sense of self to keep receiving it. Your baseline for love becomes, “Give me everything I was deprived of,” rather than, “Does this person actually love me in a healthy way?” That’s one of the darker effects of parental neglect and abandonment. You can become vulnerable to people who resemble love simply because they provide what your parents didn’t, even when that love comes with terrible clause.
Coraline is one of my favourite movies, and I just saw something on IG that put into words exactly why. At its core, Coraline is such a good depiction of what not being seen, neglect and abandonment can do to somebody mentally, and how that can completely shape their idea of what love looks like.