… That every time you find fault with someone else, you are finding fault with yourself.
That every lesson you say you’re teaching someone else is a lesson you have yet to learn.
That every cruel word you utter is meant, not for the person to whom you direct it, but for someone who hurt you deeply and you refuse to release.
That behind each of your attempts to intimidate someone with your tough persona is a frightened, sad, tired child who is unable to break the chains of intimidation with which you were raised.
That every time you say something you deem constructive and helpful, you extinguish the very flame you claim to be lighting.
That every time you give someone an ultimatum, you push them further away.
That by refusing to give someone the space they need to spread their wings and fly, you attract the very thing you fear most … abandonment.
That the louder you speak, the less people will listen.
That silence speaks volumes.
That your vampire energy may hurt someone temporarily, but it’s you that it’s killing.
That you’re fooling no one.
But you don’t know, do you? Because no one ever tells you.
Someone is telling you now.
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If you only knew the impact your writing has on others, you would know the impact you have had on the world. You make us all better people just because we are lucky enough for our lives to intersect.
Thank you so much for that, Rosanne. Your words make my heart sing … and inspire me to keep writing.