So, I know I've been rather quiet the last few weeks/months, but I've been going through a major rough patch.
One reason for the silence is this:
www.gofundme.com/Ambers-caracc…Once the surgery happens I'll be gone again for a while. So I wanted to take the opportunity to address a real big issue here on DA.
Toxic people.
Now, honestly, I don't like to make journals like this for the specific reason that I generally don't like a lot of attention. But with the events of the last week or so I have found my urge to voice my irritation and anger.
Now, the definition of a toxic person can vary from person to person, but generally, they are; a person that is self-centered and prefers to take all your attention and give nothing back, but claim how they love you and how you are their everything and that, honestly, they will always be there for you when they can usually only give that when it fits their designs. They are physically, emotionally, and mentally draining.
Everything that you say they have to one up. Everything you do they try to shut you down, but the moment you point out their flaws or short comings they attack with viscious abandon, make you feel like scum on the bottom of their shoe, but will crow and sob the second that you try to distance yourself.
Suicide threats and other such means of self-harm are used to chain you down. These people may have experienced terrible things in their life like the death of a loved one or abuse, and that should not be neglected. But for poisonous people, they have mastered the art form of turning their trauma and pain into a weapon of confinement. These people become offended when you suggest they get help because that means you are telling them they need to disarm.
The following stash belongs to a dear friend of mine, I ask you to make no judgments until you have read the entire photographed sections. But as you start to read, please bear in mind this dear friend had only just been told about a beloved cousin's passing almost a week after it had happened. This was done because the cousin was in the middle of a nasty divorce and they wished to wait until the reading and bequeathing of his estate to avoid conflict with the wife.
sta.sh/2k91w3e6htwIn this, I would like to point out something rather vital about an emotionally manipulative toxic person. No matter what you do or say, they will always think themselves right and you wrong. And they will play the wounded deer next to the Lion.
For those unfamiliar with this analogy let me explain. For some reason, the deer and lion are actually friendly with each other. The lion protects the deer but the deer is already wounded by the time the lion intervenes. Stumbling upon the scene the only logical explanation is that lion is the one at fault.
This is how emotional manipulative people act when they are finally cut off. The act like everything is a personal attack against them. This is untrue. 9/10 the person who cut them off seems like the bully or bad guy, which is rarely the case. Now, are they bitter towards the person, more than likely, though honestly, they would be more willing to scrub the person from their life entirely than to engage in this idiotic dance between them self and the person who emotionally abused them, whereas the abuser takes every chance to try to make everyone believe that the abused is out to get them, when really they are trying to warn and protect people from going through similar abuse. Yes this is actual abuse, all as important and real as any real world abuse.
Now, this part is directed at the person who I refer to as the abuser in this situation. Whom we have dubbed the tumor.
You are a small, petty thing in our great wide world. Your words and deeds are hurtful and cruel. I do not say these things to be harsh, cruel or critical. I say them because you have my pity. You are the type of person that will never know real love, you are one that will reach for, claw and destroy any chance you have at real love and compassion. You twist words to suit your meaning, and you feel you have every right. You think that you should be hailed as perfect but the reality is, you actually hate yourself.
You hate who you are, where you come from and you see the happiness of others as a personal threat against you. Instead of acting like a full grown adult woman, like I know you are, you continue to play these catty, juvenile games. And I pity you.
Now I'm not peach myself, and I am certainly not a 'White Knight'. I'm overweight and in terrible pain every day. I find myself very unattractive and rather socially inept. I have little love though for people of your ilk. You are the type of person I would wish misfortune on and I would if I knew your true names would utter nightly curses upon. You are a stain upon humanity, a tumor, to be removed. You are not a beautiful and unique snow flake, you are the same decaying organic matter as everything else. We are all part of the same compost heap. We are the all singing, all dancing crap of the world. You have to give up. You have to give up. You have to realize that someday you will die. Until you know that, you are useless.