One day common sense caught up with my age and reminded me that you are insular.
I frowned at my reflection in a car window; the car was parked illegally on a double yellow line.
How has it taken me so long?
You’re a vampire that drains my energy store, similar to a lack of iron and B12.
I’m a woman that cares deeply.
Only you actively choose to exploit my good nature and drain me whilst making out that you’re the one suffering.
My Therapist advised me to remove myself from toxicity! He said, ‘Unique, why do you keep allowing that vampire to encourage your anxiety? Increase your OCD behaviour? Or even have them in your space?’
I’m nice, and you know it.
I’m nice, and you take advantage of that fact often.
I’m nice because I always see the good in you. *Disclaimer, the good is part of the delusion that fogs my mind when you’re around.
Recently, I bumped into my peace! It wrapped me up in an abundance of love and sprinkled respect on my name.
The fragments of a heart that you crushed reunited and began to beat.
You will forever be remembered as? Nothing.
You trigger my OCD to scales I’ve never processed before.
You trigger my anxiety beyond this realm of emotion.
You trigger tsunamis of stress; often, I’m drowning – I call your name, and you can’t hear me dying. You’re too busy living up to your name.
What is it again? Abhorrent Narcissist.
I logged out, switched off and walked away.