I’m sick of being an over-giver and attracting people who only want to take from me and give back nothing in return. I shouldn’t even have to ask a person to treat me like a human being, rather than an object to be stored away on a shelf and taken out whenever it suits them.
I have such a big heart with so much love to give, and for a person not to accept that is one thing, but to use that to their own advantage is another. I will wait patiently like a puppy dog ready to come when I’m called. I want to please and I want to give. But it’s so tiring when you keep on giving to the wrong people.
You think you have found someone who understands you and relates to you. You think that maybe this person has been through the same struggle you have. But they haven’t. They’re just like every other monster from your past. They are absolutely no different.
I do not think that having emotions makes you weak, but I can see that most people are still stuck in that mindset. I think it’s really, extremely, incredibly, enormously brave to love. To care about someone, to have feelings at all takes strength.
I give because I want to give, not because I expect anything in return. Now I’ve realized that my expectations are low. When I give someone my heart, I never expect it to be taken care of. But it would be nice to be surprised for once.
I think I have been hurt by cowards: people who don’t have any faith in the universe, people who would rather do the hurting than get hurt themselves, people who care about what others think of them, people who need to be in control at all times, people who are scared of their own emotions and feelings.
I will never reduce myself to the point where I have to ask someone to treat me like a human being. I am not an object. I am not a robot. I am not a doll. You think that would be common sense, but apparently it’s not. I have a soul and a spirit. I feel things, I experience pain, I have desires, and so forth. How does a person not realize that!? That is the point in which you have to stop giving.