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Charloft Prompt: Tuesday May 19th 2009
May. 20th, 2009 08:54 amWhy am I even doing these if I'm not posting them in the community? Eh. Whatever.
Be honest. Are you the predator or the prey?
Yes. I say this because really it's a situational thing, isn't it? That's what the food chain is all about. There's always someone who can metaphorically eat you. I admit to having way more obnoxious power than should be reasonable, but that's physical power. Emotionally, I'm as vulnerable as anyone else. Sometimes I think more.
I tend to throw myself emotionally into relationships at full tilt and sometimes not even pausing to think of the consequences. If I'm someone's friend, I'll do anything for them even if it's detrimental to me, if it can help them. Or an acquaintance or even someone who needs help and I don't even know them. Sometimes even people who don't like me. I don't know if it's because I like helping people or that I feel the need to because I have the ability to.
Momma always said that if you can help someone you should. It's never a bad thing to make someone's life better. With all the power I have at my disposal, I can do that. Sometimes I do that without people asking me to which causes problems but I guess it's just a fault of mine.
Investing myself so completely into these things leaves me open to rejection and that hurts badly. It's like getting punched in the gut and hit over the head with a piano. It leaves me reeling and wondering what did I do wrong? What did I do wrong and how could I fix it? Sometimes it's just not possible and that leaves me haunted at times. But even so haunted I still do it. I don't stop putting myself out there, because there is that one person I could help.
I'm like that in love too. And the rejections have scarred me, I admit it. I want the comfort though that having someone else there brings. The coming home to a warm body and friend. Someone who'll care for me just as much as I try to take care of the rest of the world. Someone who'll tell me that it's okay I didn't save the world today or someone's world.
Hurm... I guess this does sort of make me a prey, doesn't it?
Be honest. Are you the predator or the prey?
Yes. I say this because really it's a situational thing, isn't it? That's what the food chain is all about. There's always someone who can metaphorically eat you. I admit to having way more obnoxious power than should be reasonable, but that's physical power. Emotionally, I'm as vulnerable as anyone else. Sometimes I think more.
I tend to throw myself emotionally into relationships at full tilt and sometimes not even pausing to think of the consequences. If I'm someone's friend, I'll do anything for them even if it's detrimental to me, if it can help them. Or an acquaintance or even someone who needs help and I don't even know them. Sometimes even people who don't like me. I don't know if it's because I like helping people or that I feel the need to because I have the ability to.
Momma always said that if you can help someone you should. It's never a bad thing to make someone's life better. With all the power I have at my disposal, I can do that. Sometimes I do that without people asking me to which causes problems but I guess it's just a fault of mine.
Investing myself so completely into these things leaves me open to rejection and that hurts badly. It's like getting punched in the gut and hit over the head with a piano. It leaves me reeling and wondering what did I do wrong? What did I do wrong and how could I fix it? Sometimes it's just not possible and that leaves me haunted at times. But even so haunted I still do it. I don't stop putting myself out there, because there is that one person I could help.
I'm like that in love too. And the rejections have scarred me, I admit it. I want the comfort though that having someone else there brings. The coming home to a warm body and friend. Someone who'll care for me just as much as I try to take care of the rest of the world. Someone who'll tell me that it's okay I didn't save the world today or someone's world.
Hurm... I guess this does sort of make me a prey, doesn't it?
