(now i can't really tell this story anywhere else because in my experience people tend to get unreasonably uncomfortable when they are forced to witness someone revealing weakness.)
when i attempted to move out and was forbidden my first instinct, and i'm not even saying i was 100% correct, was to think, of course you don't, because then you won't be able to continue abusing me. i can't overstate how monumental this was, because i had never framed our relationship in those terms before, and yet. something in the recesses of my brain had come up with the right conclusion.
back when i tried to go to therapy i would tell my therapist all the ways i was wrong in thinking the way i think. and this awareness can be a valuable tool, like if you're otherwise a moron.
but what kind of person dismisses a conversation as useless if their interlocutor doesn't tell them they're full of shit in the first minute of it? some people just aren't in the business of telling people they are full of shit, and that's okay.
it is hard to demand respect when you don't believe most people deserve it. but we do these things not because etc.
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dude, it's okay. i literally have no dark secrets. i bet you don't either. the more i live the more I realize there are no dark secrets. now go and read one of the other posts, ffs.
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