#bc i have told myself that i must always be productive/contributing something when i come on here :3
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why does it feel like iâm not allowed on here when i have nothing to post
#âď¸ manon's mind#this is no oneâs fault but my own#bc i have told myself that i must always be productive/contributing something when i come on here :3#sigh idk#anyway iâm off to study and do some homework!#perhaps i will sneak back on and reblog some stuff later :3
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i said this to someone days ago (over the course of a couple days) after a lengthy multi-day conversation we had regarding our lives, our relationship, and specifically some things i had learned while on a social hiatus this month. (for fun iâll point out that iâm an aries sun, virgo moon, gemini mars, taurus venus, aries mercury, cancer rising, aquarius saturn, aquarius dominant. theyâre a libra sun, capricorn moon, libra mars, sagittarius venus, virgo mercury, capricorn saturn.) they havenât responded to anything iâve said so this is literally the end of the convo. my optimism turned to realism rather quickly and i realized this was an unintentional break up. not in the traditional sense, but a very specific kind of ending. i recently realized how to stop holding myself back, and now i can no longer allow other people to hold me back either. iâm posting this as a reminder, not some kind of call out. this was directed towards them, but itâs also a letter to myself as well as everyone else i know. these words were several years overdue to both them and myself. iâve been holding back on my honesty so iâm posting this with all of its out-of-context glory to share some of the light and help whoever can relate or wants to take anything from it. opting out of a read more so forgive me por favor. excuse the typos and shitty grammar. down to clarify anything that seems confusing. life is good ~
your ego is intolerable and the source of probably all of your problems. you suffocate meaningful conversations with your ulterior motives. youâre not as open as you think you are. you admitted to being unloving inside. you cannot be both unloving and open. your desire for me to open up may have been genuine, but the intent behind that has been mostly self-serving. you like to use me to feed your ego as well as ease you into finally acknowledging just how enslaved you really are. everything is a learning opportunity so the benefits iâve experienced from this have been strictly coincidence. possibly even luck. iâm not mad, just aware. i know how proud you are that you indirectly help others. that you can manage it being the way that you are. but pride fuels the ego. i know youâve got a thing for small, harmful pleasures. weâve all got addictions. the only reason why you recognized the power of my anxiety is bc you experienced it yourself. still currently experiencing. all we can provide to others is what we experience, what we encounter, what we know for certain. itâs important to share who we are and iâm glad that you do that instinctively. but youâve assumed a lot of inaccurate things about me. things youâve projected onto me because they are all you know. you donât understand my personal experience the same way i donât understand yours. but you feel the need to define me regardless bc thatâs what makes you feel safe and secure. being in control. having answers. being right. it makes it impossible for you to fully receive my openness. it makes it impossible for you to trust me as an individual existing outside of the limits of your mind and ego. i made this same mistake in a way. i projected key aspects of who i am onto you. i assumed the level of your inner compassion and have treated you accordingly. assuming you understood things in a way that you actually donât. shouldnât have done that. it only limited communication between us. anyway, i understand that i have no idea how to help you solve your problems in the way that you need me to because thatâs unknown territory for me. you can get lucky and learn from me, but thereâs no order in chance. no method or process. just effort and hope. hopefully this helps you realize the same. you canât help me bc you donât understand who i actually am. and you canât until you figure yourself out some more. same goes for me. again, you did not help me in the way that you believe you did. i canât stress that enough. but the possibility remains of us eventually syncing up. maybe you already understood that. maybe you already understood all of this. it took me a second to work it out emotionally but sharing now seems like the right thing to do just in case you didnât realize what was happening. barriers exist for a reason. they are the proof of imbalance. but i wholeheartedly believe weâll both get our shit together eventually.....well i believe that unless martyrdom is your only real passion in life. if thatâs what you have love for, that will be your quest and your legacy. personally iâm interested in something much more complex. something with an infinite number of continually expanding dimensions. if thatâs where your heart really is, youâll always be a dead end for me and i a dead end for you. a cul-de-sac. purposeful but limiting. just another possibility i realized. cool either way. interacting with you always reminds me of just how peaceful my reality is. everything is clear before and after i interact with you. your ego literally sucks the life out of me. it encourages me to not be myself. itâs the opposite of kindness. i canât help but fight against it. thatâs why i stick around. but itâs a battle i canât win. thatâs why i shut down. but again once iâm free to be myself, fighting again doesnât seem like such a dumb idea. pointing out all the ways the ego can control someone seems like a really smart idea actually. your ego makes you all talk. not only with your ideas and goals, but also literally you never stop talking you never slow down. you always have something to say. some answer or explanation for everything. no concern over how quarter-assed it may be. a clear sign of being afraid of not knowing not having all the answers. when we talk, iâm quick to say iâm confused or donât understand of donât know something. i try not to lie to myself about those things bc i know it hinders growth. & i know you notice how often i do these things bc iâve watched it frustrate you. us not being on the same page. not only with my curiosity though. happens when i disagree also. the âlack of connectionâ aka lack of confirmation. you literally hate me when iâm not supportive of your ego. that lazy blind faith ideal youâre so obsessed with. youâre so afraid of being wrong. so afraid of being seen as a loser. so insecure about someone else being ahead of you when the competition youâve signed up for doesnât even exist. youâre obsessed with winning and being superior. itâs more of a priority than reaching the truth. this has been so obvious. everything is a threat to you. youâre so afraid of the world. you said it yourself. the world is full of danger. itâs peak paranoia. i understand your panic and mania so much more now. i can/could relate to so much of this but there have been clear difference between us. sometimes iâve wanted to tell you to calm down but i know that would only intensify your feelings. i tried to help by being gentle and nice and loving but that only made things worse. i tried to be direct and tell you that youâre good enough regardless of whatâs going on inside of you or what youâve done, but youâve never believed me. just used these things against me bc youâre dependent on your ego. life without it scares you. you said the way i am goes against everything that you are. thatâs true. your aggressive method went against all that i am. but that changed. i opened myself up and now itâs a part of me. your ego is never going to allow you to give anything other than what you already are a chance. i can barely imagine how frustrating that must be for your soul. donât think iâm judging you bc i get it. itâs heavy and help from an outside source probably doesnât exist. youâre the only one who can kill your ego and fighting yourself is hell. no judgement. i understand why you always told me i had it easier than you. everything is harder when your ego prevents you from giving love. so much you canât feel and therefore so much you canât learn. so many ways you canât grow. all of this was so obvious when you decided to spend our entire conversation talking about yourself and how i was wrong and why you were right and how much more you knew. you never even took a second to be happy for me. my life has been getting better every day and youâre not even interested. you were barely interested in what i contributed to the conversation. you felt comfortable continuing our conversation even though you hadnât read all those texts i sent. you have no idea what i could have said to you. but you didnât find it important. nothing could have been important enough to you. as long as youâre being ruled by your ego, everyone will always just be pawns to you. you talk about all the ways youâve made othersâ lives better. how damaged they were and how you cured them. you rarely mention learning from others. no significant benefits to experience from those beneath you, right? you never bring up how other people have dealt with things when you try to give me advice. everything comes from you. no other examples. seems like youâve collected nothing from others. nothing you trust. nothing that could be more informative than what youâve experienced. your speech, your experiences, your gratitude, your kindness, all of it. so egocentric. itâs a little different when youâre with people and sober. a different kind of social anxiety. youâre afraid of physically feeling how much your ego is hated. youâre afraid of picking up those vibes bc you wont be able to just run away from them. you donât want to be confronted so you have to tone it down and play nice. but in text or when youâre drunk/fucked up, you feel safe. you can hide. in text you can be as real as you want. when youâre intoxicated, everything can just seem like a joke or a mistake. an excuse to be irresponsible. your ego is such a coward. and it honestly believes itâs being real and open. you are so full of deceit. you honestly believe this is attractive? that youâre better this way? more functional? more productive? cooler? more respected? more confident? youâre lying to yourself more than youâre lying to everyone else. you know all of this. you know you could be so much more. you know you could feel more. do more. give more. take more. youâre just afraid of the struggle. youâre afraid of truly being vulnerable and having to find new ways to be okay in this big scary universe. you assume the unknown is going to feel worse than anything youâve already felt. but the truth is it wont. itâs going to feel like real brutal happiness. real freedom. not just freedom of expression. freedom in all areas. itâs going to be light even when itâs heavy. because itâs going to be infinitely better than being limited by your ego. it will be a new addiction but an actually healthy one. i know thereâs a good chance none of this will affect you. iâm not even assuming youâll actually read all of this. iâm still mindful of time. youâll get where youâre going when youâre supposed to. but i care so i have to say something. i have to try to help you however i can but i also have to make sure you understand you canât fuck around with me anymore. if i donât get offended, i wont feel guilty. if i donât feel guilty, i wont feel like a failure. if i donât feel like a failure, i wont be blinded by my own ego. and if iâm not blinded by my own ego, i can see everything clearly. if you donât change anytime soon, i can see you becoming consumed by the hate you feel for me and everything that i am. you wont want to talk to me anymore if i donât give you what you want. i wont mind if it happens. i wont be upset and i wont judge you. my love for you has never been conditional. iâll still be here in some way if you ever see things differently. maybe itâs also important to acknowledge that i see that youâre trying. i canât remember if i addressed that or not. i notice when youâre making attempts. theyâre confirmation that a you beyond your ego exists. the real you is real. you are seen. i guess i now understand your smoking dependency too. maybe it really does help you feel things you canât otherwise. maybe it makes you feel like the person you really are beyond your ego. i never judged you for that but i never fully understood the importance either bc i projected my feelings onto you. just seemed like a shortcut. but i get it now. maybe if we both smoked, we really would have synced up and everything would have seemed so easy and peaceful. you know, if we only interacted when we had smoked. but we would have learned nothing. that finish line would have been the starting line. there are no shortcuts on a circle. we just wouldnât have moved at all. we would have missed everything. the whole journey. the whole cycle. but i understand the appeal. definitely seems a hell of a lot better than suffering and being separated. but things arenât always as they seem. i still think this is way better and way more satisfying. the higher the goal, the harder the struggle.Â
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