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To be loved,
to feel loved,
to be considered
aren’t supposed to feel like they should be earned ,
by doing something,
by tolerating something,
by being okay when it’s not.
Lately, things feel like they’re quietly changing.
And as someone who lives so much through feelings, it always hits me in places no one notices.
But who do I run to?
That’s the thing I hate about attachment; I notice the smallest things. I wish I didn’t.
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But that doesn’t just happen. If you’re lucky, it comes naturally. But in my case, it mostly feels like begging. Like I demand too much.
Maybe it’s the way I communicate. Or, maybe you just can’t force something that should come naturally.
I can’t beg someone to treat me the way I treat them, or to have the same tendencies like I have if I care.
People love differently. Sometimes, maybe most of the time, we hope people can love us the way we need. Or at least try to learn how we want to be loved. ——
I can see what’s going to happen if I keep tolerating things, and I think I’ve said it enough times. Being considerate is a choice, and it reflects where you stand in someone’s life. And that tells me everything I need to know, so.. I understand.