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A Guide To Being Highly Emotionally Complex
I’m one of those people, who do not say things directly unless I’m trying to make a point. For an example, I’ll say one thing, but actually mean another. For an example:
“You want the last cigarette?” actually means “No, you can’t have the last cigarette, I’m just asking so that you can politely decline and our friendship can continue unmarred”. And I am usually this highly emotionally complex with people I am close with. Because if it were somebody I did not give 2 shits about, I would have said something to the effect of “If you take that last cigarette, I will shove the ashtray up your arse where the sun don’t shine”.
I blame this highly confusing behaviour on my childhood where a web of complex family alliances that fluctuated on a daily basis made any conversation highly dangerous. Once, during a visit to a rich old aunt’s house, I made the mistake of accepting an offer to stay the night. Later it became clear, that they were only asking as a gesture of politeness. So my mom was mad as hell and my aunt was embarrassed.
I spent the night crying 11-year old tears softly into my pillow feeling stupid and unwanted.
Hey, no wonder I’m so screwed up.
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