Will you please leave me be?
I cannot breathe with pressure on me
you want me to be like you but
I’m not Hollow.
Will you stay far away?
You only know how to make me feel low
It’s because you feel low that you want me to follow
But I’m not hollow.
I wish you’d know
how hard it is to step out from behind your shadow
Let’s face it, that’s where I’ve always been
Always letting you win
Truth is If you actually cared
you wouldn’t want me standing there.
You ever have a conversation with someone that you think cares about you, and you find yourself leaving the conversation wondering if you’ve been insulted?
That was almost every interaction I had with Joseph.
I always just assumed he was trying to push me to be better or just making jokes, but eventually after a long time away from him, I realized he was trying to bump me down to his level.
It was his low self esteem that hurt our relationship. He felt that I was better than him in one way or another, so he tried to make me feel inferior to him.
Granted, him insulting me and making me feel worthless actually did make me improve certain parts of my life, so I guess it wasn’t all for nothing, but just because someone does shitty things to you and you thrive despite all of it doesn’t mean you owe them anything.
“Remember when you were fat Jessica and I couldn’t even hug you? At least now we’re at equal levels of attractiveness.”
“You’re messy, you take too long to get ready, you’re irresponsible, but I still love you despite all of the things you can’t do that you should be able to do at this age.”
“Don’t worry, Jess. It’s not your fault that you don’t get straight A’s. You went to public school.”
Fuck that guy.
I think the worst part of it all is that I unknowingly enabled it, though. I let him get away with it every time. And at first I thought that I should be extremely grateful for his help when I had depression, but now I’m starting to think on some level he liked me being depressed. It automatically made him in charge. He told me to go to therapy. He told me to take meds. He told me when I was cut off at every party.
And the moment I started to better my situation and overcome depression he was gone. Off to another girl who he claimed wasn’t as talented as he is in Cinematography. (And the cycle continues with someone else).
Joseph and I have cleared mostly everything up, and while I don’t hate or resent him, I won’t ever forget the things I had to learn the hard way through him.
I wish him all the happiness in the world, because part of the reason we didn’t work is the fact that he isn’t happy with himself. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone.
How could I not see that I was being treated so unfairly? It makes me worried for my future relationships. I just don’t want to be duped again for a whole other reason that I unknowingly go along with.