I’m just mad that I didn’t need to go through all the shit I went through, and that what I wanted to do or the things I was working on, were right and good for myself, and that other people didn’t like it or didn’t like me, because they didn’t like themselves and ultimately it had nothing to do with me. If that makes sense.
I also wished I was okay with reaching out to people who I actually enjoyed being around and felt safe around. I was scared that I was taking advantage of their kind nature or something- I was just projecting my own experience.
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A small minority of people might if given the opportunity. I think the skill to learn is how to limit opportunities and get to a safe distance as soon as you get a hint that someone is like that.