I was recently skimming old journals of mine when I found an entry that made me do a double-take.
“… because I doubted my worth, I never sought a partner who, on paper, might appear my equal. I sought men who I ‘felt’ for; whom I could ‘help’ with my compassionate heart…”
In other words, people I was (thought I was) superior to.
You can hate me for saying it– out loud, but I’m doing it anyway – because I think a lot of people out there do the same. We are drawn to safety (“inferior“); We are confident in our role (“fixer”); We like feeling “in control”.
I was in therapy at the time. I was in my mid-20s – a naive believer that “love could conquer all!”
My therapist said, “but at what cost?”
I remember being stunned. Because HE WAS RIGHT! How much…
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