There are things about people that I entirely do not understand. One of those is these individuals’ ability to hate me for doing the things I want to do. These people feel entitled to say whatever they want because they believe that I am not doing things correctly. It is as if I am not worthy of having the life I want because it does not fit their standards of happiness and success. By that, the option of letting go of me becomes their priority. But why is that?
I No Longer Serve Their Purpose
Yes, I know a lot would agree with me that there are people who love using others for their advantage. These are the ones who often believe they deserve everything without instilling too much effort. These are people who only see me as a tool for their convenience. That when I can no longer sustain the kind of effort I usually give, they immediately leave out of my life. They are often demanding, aggressive, impatient, and full of shit. These individuals are great to have when I can provide for them. But when I no longer serve their purpose, I become an instant outcast.
I Can Do Things They Can’t
People hate me because of the guts I have. The ability to control my life is something they wished to have. I become a target for insult every time I think about better ideas. I am not worthy of their time when I speak of the ways of how to make things convenient for everybody. I can achieve things without someone’s help. I can manage my life even if I am all alone. Those strong qualities I have are the reasons why they do not want to be around me. These people feel threatened by my capability of doing things all by myself. Those people are afraid I might accomplish things without having them around and not including them for the credits as well.
I Don’t Spend My Money With Them Anymore
It is sad to know that people are born users. That no matter how much I try my best to become successful, I am still not worthy if I don’t share the blessings with others. Well, not that I should complain about giving, though. It is always nice to help and share your blessings, of course. But what makes these people different is when they only care for me because I spend more for them. It is as if I do not fully feel them, not unless I mark a price on the things they should do for me. It becomes weird because it feels like I am paying for stuff that I want to feel and experience from the people around me.
I somehow understand a bit of the psychology of social relationships. But this particular thing is something beyond what I thought I know. People can have all the insecurities, desperation, and inconsistencies in the world. Unfortunately, not all of these individuals are aware of that damaging perception.