AlteredEgo
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As a young girl, I had low self-esteem. I put up with a lot of shit because I figured adulthood would magically turn everyone into decent people. I had tons of bullies, and the bullying only reinforced my own negative self-talk. Still, I endured by telling myself that adults didn't bully each other, and that I was strong enough to hang on until adulthood. That thinking (literally) pulled me from the ledge a few times. Then, at my summer job the year I was 17, a 30-something year old woman (my boss's wife, who was lateral to me on the chain of command) was bullying me. In the course of performing my duties (by the book) I had to deny her underling a request, and she came to a staff meeting to physically bully me into acquiescing. She broke the paradigm that had kept me alive. I responded by making a (nearly successful) attempt on her life in a room full of witnesses.
I learned that I am willing to murder people, and capable of acting on that will. So. A lot had to change about my mindset, and the way I lived in order to remain civilized and decent. I wasn't strangling her because she hurt me, and frightened me. I was strangling her because I never made anyone accountable for their actions against me.
From then on I decided that I was worthy of respect, and that no one could lay their hands on me without painful repercussions. I decided I deserved to be treated by a person as I treated them, and when my feelings are hurt, or I am angry, jealous, or frightened, I must make this immediately known, and resolve those feelings as soon as possible. I learned to treat myself better, and insist that others treat me well also. It didn't happen overnight; I was sexually assaulted that summer, by another co-worker, and I never told anyone who could do anything to protect me. I stay away from events he might attend. I do not forgive him. I am capable of doing something violent to him.
As a direct result of getting to those conclusions, and learning to treat myself better, I have never tolerated inequality and abuse in my relationships, including relationships with friends, family, and lovers. This keeps us all safer, and happier. Unless I am thinking about the dude who raped me, or the dude who assaulted me, I don't think I have any violent urges strong enough to act on. Unless you want to count the fact that I punch (with the side of my fist) anyone who tickles me, but I always warn them a few times first.
Anyway, because of this, I have never been in a stupid relationship. That's why the vast majority of my exes are friends.
I learned that I am willing to murder people, and capable of acting on that will. So. A lot had to change about my mindset, and the way I lived in order to remain civilized and decent. I wasn't strangling her because she hurt me, and frightened me. I was strangling her because I never made anyone accountable for their actions against me.
From then on I decided that I was worthy of respect, and that no one could lay their hands on me without painful repercussions. I decided I deserved to be treated by a person as I treated them, and when my feelings are hurt, or I am angry, jealous, or frightened, I must make this immediately known, and resolve those feelings as soon as possible. I learned to treat myself better, and insist that others treat me well also. It didn't happen overnight; I was sexually assaulted that summer, by another co-worker, and I never told anyone who could do anything to protect me. I stay away from events he might attend. I do not forgive him. I am capable of doing something violent to him.
As a direct result of getting to those conclusions, and learning to treat myself better, I have never tolerated inequality and abuse in my relationships, including relationships with friends, family, and lovers. This keeps us all safer, and happier. Unless I am thinking about the dude who raped me, or the dude who assaulted me, I don't think I have any violent urges strong enough to act on. Unless you want to count the fact that I punch (with the side of my fist) anyone who tickles me, but I always warn them a few times first.
Anyway, because of this, I have never been in a stupid relationship. That's why the vast majority of my exes are friends.