I always hear this. I always try to remember this. No one’s going to hurt you if you don’t let them. No words can get to you if you don’t grant them the power to do so. But how do you keep prevent words, actions, and careless mistakes from hurting you? How do you stop someone from getting to you?Honest answer: I don’t know.
I’m always blogging about how doing this or doing and thinking this way instead of that way will help. And yeah, it all makes sense and isn’t horrible advice, but it’s literally all spewed out of my brain in a mass of anger, hysterics, and who knows what else. I literally sit in my chair, super angry and frustrated, blogging ‘advice’ about that kind of stuff thinking it’s going to immensely change someone struggling with a similar situation. The thing is though, I can hardly take my own advice. It’s so much easier said than done.
I found out about something that had been kept from me for god knows what reason and I mean, I get it. We’re not on great terms right now, but damn, is there no such thing as being civil? First you’re going to send me off a cliff and trigger me into another round of depression and now you’re going to aim towards keeping me depressed? I don’t even think this person knows the ripple they’ve had on my life. I guess sure because they don’t know the effects of their actions, it seems more like a game to them…but goodness.
It just goes to show you should treat people how you want to be treated and not just make someone miserable as some game. Revenge literally does not exist in my book any longer because, think about it, what is the damn point?! There is none!! If someone messes up your life, what’s the point in messing up theirs? Is it really alll that important? God no. If you’re civil and forget about them, you’ll be fine. Maybe that’s how you make sure no one hurts you. Maybe come to a realization that all this fighting and disagreement and revenge stuff is petty.
I’m just so over being haunted by this. I’m choosing my health over my happiness for once. Because if this gets any worse, I won’t have much to be happy about. I should rant on depression next. I am so done with being “depressed”. Gah.