The Misadventures of an Enthusiast of Love

I’m finally angry…

Typically, because I’m so overwhelmed by my emotions, I keep them tucked away, mostly because of certain people blaming everything on my “being too sensitive.” It usually takes me a while to get to this point, if I ever get there, but I’m officially there. The rage came as I was thinking on the way I’ve let friends, family and significant others alike treat me recently. Friends that have taken advantage of my hospitality, family that never listen to what I have to say, but guilt trip me to end my valid argument or have an irrational hatred toward me because I was born, and significant others that have used me. I cannot blame all of this on them, I obviously let these things happen, but for what? To prove myself worthy of their time and companionship? To prove that I should mean something to them? There are a plethora of reasons why I’ve let people take advantage me, but I’m no longer going to be some one’s crutch, scape-goat, or source of self-esteem. Get it together people. Love yourself. Don’t expect me to always be there, because if current trends continue, I won’t be. If you continue projecting your issues onto me, I’ll be forced to cut you out. If you’re a person, like me, that is trying or at least willing to learn and grow and be the best version of yourself, then we’ll talk.