Used To Being Used

It’s been the pattern of my life,

Allowing someone to take from me,

When I am unwilling to give so much to myself.

Giving of myself to people who were never committed to me or my well-being

Expecting a change in pattern or behaviour when history has shown itself to be the very opposite.

Seeking out people who only bring me temporary joy and do not feed my soul. or who are not on the same path of self discovery

Seeking joy and love in places I shouldn’t be looking,

Only to find a temporary fix or high and to feel the come down far more acutely,

I have gotten so used to being used that I don’t even recognize a good deed as just that…a good deed, much more comfortable with being used…

June 2019- R1

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