Blessure
This is about controlling behaviour. I have experienced controlling behaviour and it is clearly something I attract as I have had two more doses in the last 24 hours, from a sister and a friend.
Actually, in both cases, it was water off a ducks' back and frankly made me laugh as for once, after all this time, I saw it for the silly nonsense that it is. It makes the perpetrator look more than a little loopy and really silly.
However it wasn't always this way and it is not at all funny. People tell you who you can and can't talk to, tell you what you can and can't do or eat and in my case speak to.
I am a very upbeat, optimistic, positive person, I always try to offer support, try to encourage. I am very competitive and set high standards for myself.
I would, well maybe aside from a bad patch where I did, wish anyone ill. I always try to support. I always see the glass as half full.
I have noticed a recurrent theme in my life. People, who with greatest respect don't really have a life. latch onto me. it seems they like the optimism, energy and positive support. In a healthy world this is a good thing. In a toxic, corrosive world, it is a bad thing. I have seen it happen, more than once sadly, with men.
They latch onto me, often , this via social media, they will have seen my likes, dislikes and preferences. It even comes down to referencing my favourite film on one occasion.
Then the confusion starts, the barbs, the comparisons, the put downs, the odd swings. Often there will be addiction and you will be lured in. Say no.
In the most recent case and to be honest this was a little funny, as soon as they realise you are out of their clutches you get the narcissistic rage. A raging fit of unprovoked fury. I just laughed at the most recent one.
However this isn't funny. Nobody should be controlled, nobody should tell you what to do when. Nobody should tell you who you can and can't speak to, where you should go, what you should eat.
The common denominator - these people have an internal wound, the title of the post, I prefer the French word for wound, it goes deeper, more comprehensive. Uglier.
You will be called a fantasist, mental, stupid. In short these people are very very badly damaged and they are looking to ease the pain by controlling another, often quite sensitive. Because they can't control the internal chaos. That to me sounds like a living hell.
This on a more optimistic note from Guy who founded Riverford, about entrepreneurs. 'They are impetuous, restless misfits who charge through life leaving havoc behind, driven on by a powerful mixture of arrogance and an insatiable need to prove themselves.'
He goes on to say 'Trump may dream of wealth and the power to crush anyone in the way; I dream of giving hope that there is another way, where we welcome diversity and help each other to be the best possible versions of ourselves.'
Organic brilliance.
Actually, in both cases, it was water off a ducks' back and frankly made me laugh as for once, after all this time, I saw it for the silly nonsense that it is. It makes the perpetrator look more than a little loopy and really silly.
However it wasn't always this way and it is not at all funny. People tell you who you can and can't talk to, tell you what you can and can't do or eat and in my case speak to.
I am a very upbeat, optimistic, positive person, I always try to offer support, try to encourage. I am very competitive and set high standards for myself.
I would, well maybe aside from a bad patch where I did, wish anyone ill. I always try to support. I always see the glass as half full.
I have noticed a recurrent theme in my life. People, who with greatest respect don't really have a life. latch onto me. it seems they like the optimism, energy and positive support. In a healthy world this is a good thing. In a toxic, corrosive world, it is a bad thing. I have seen it happen, more than once sadly, with men.
They latch onto me, often , this via social media, they will have seen my likes, dislikes and preferences. It even comes down to referencing my favourite film on one occasion.
Then the confusion starts, the barbs, the comparisons, the put downs, the odd swings. Often there will be addiction and you will be lured in. Say no.
In the most recent case and to be honest this was a little funny, as soon as they realise you are out of their clutches you get the narcissistic rage. A raging fit of unprovoked fury. I just laughed at the most recent one.
However this isn't funny. Nobody should be controlled, nobody should tell you what to do when. Nobody should tell you who you can and can't speak to, where you should go, what you should eat.
The common denominator - these people have an internal wound, the title of the post, I prefer the French word for wound, it goes deeper, more comprehensive. Uglier.
You will be called a fantasist, mental, stupid. In short these people are very very badly damaged and they are looking to ease the pain by controlling another, often quite sensitive. Because they can't control the internal chaos. That to me sounds like a living hell.
This on a more optimistic note from Guy who founded Riverford, about entrepreneurs. 'They are impetuous, restless misfits who charge through life leaving havoc behind, driven on by a powerful mixture of arrogance and an insatiable need to prove themselves.'
He goes on to say 'Trump may dream of wealth and the power to crush anyone in the way; I dream of giving hope that there is another way, where we welcome diversity and help each other to be the best possible versions of ourselves.'
Organic brilliance.
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