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Are you a kicked dog?!
People don’t deal with their motherfucking trauma.
They don’t.
Most of the decisions they make in their romantic life are contingent on dating trauma they simply haven’t moved past or really sat down and dealt with. But carrying the baggage of past hurts into new relationships is like trying to fill a cup that’s already full; nothing new can be added until the old is poured out.
How do I know this?
- It once was me.
- I dealt with those emotions.
- It changed my life forever!
Someone who will remain nameless. Let’s call her Voldermort. Hurt me a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away.
I coped by indulging in weekend binges and navigating emotionally fraught situationships. Leaving a horrid trail of heartache. I was never emotionally available but always physically available.
I’m not proud of this; this isn’t a flex.
It was a dark few chapters in my life.
So, fellas.
Are you a dog that’s been kicked a little too hard? Metaphorically speaking, of course.
If any of you have adopted an abused dog. You know those first couple of weeks and months are hard for that poor little thing. sometimes, they wince at a…
