Sometimes, I have to turn to my “former” self for the best advice. I am the only one with the best reminders of how life has gone, and the lessons I’ve learned along the way.
I found this entry, and while it makes me feel incredibly sad, it’s the eye opener I needed this afternoon:
“It takes a really smart person to manipulate someone else, and on the same token, it takes a really stupid person to fall for it.
Yes, yes. We are all born wanting what we want, and figuring out ways to get it. Tears often work, yelling maybe, and then the smooth talk. All tools that could best be used to a selfish advantage, all possibly having the desired effect.
But ultimately, it falls on the manipulatee (if that wasn’t a word before, it is now) to decide if they’re going to allow the other person what they want. We all have choices, we all have our own personal set of rules….god, this isn’t going anywhere.
I’m a big girl. I know a lot more about a lot of things-so don’t underestimate me.”
I actually never published that, and it speaks volumes to where my head was at during that time, and why I should remember it now.
I know why the caged bird sings….
And it doesn’t make me feel good.
Unexpected Liberation 