It seems that no matter the age or the level of attachment, rejection is always gut wrenching.
Heart is breaking, things are falling apart, current outlook is bleak. See a beacon, use your final energy to swim to the safety it offers. Allow yourself to be pulled from the water. Catch your breath. Calm down. Be still. You’re safe. You’re sheltered. You’re in a comforting presence. You’re open and alert.
But you’re vulnerable and you’re not thinking clearly. And you didn’t notice these helping hands were slowly weaving a web around your shattered heart. They weren’t helping you to mend, they were binding you. Using you. Filling themselves from what you hadn’t left to give.
Now here you are, twice used. Twice emptied. Twice as far away from the person you thought you were. Twice as lost. Twice as gutted. An eternity away from being whole. And the only thought that you have in your mind, “maybe I’m just not worthy…”
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