Oh, You Think I’m Arrogant? Cute. Let’s Talk About Your Projections
Let’s get something straight—this arrogance you think you see in me? That “Ugh, she always has to be right,” or “She thinks she knows everything” nonsense? That’s not about me. That’s about you. That’s about whatever wound you haven’t healed with someone else, and guess what? I just happen to be the poor soul playing the part when that person isn’t around.
I trigger the hell out of you? Good. That means there’s work to be done. Because I’ve been there—I’ve lived it. And once I healed those triggers in myself, those people who used to set me off? They lost their power over me. Gone. Poof. Like they never existed.
So if I’m grating on your nerves, maybe—just maybe—it’s because I’m reflecting the very thing you refuse to deal with. Maybe I’m the walking, talking reminder that you need to say no more often. Maybe I’m showing you how much you rely on external validation instead of standing in your own damn truth. Maybe that discomfort isn’t about me at all—maybe it’s about you being way overdue for some self-accountability.
Healing isn’t just hard—it’s brutal. But you know what’s harder? Being the one everyone loves to hate just because I exist to crack them open. Imagine walking through life knowing people project their deepest wounds onto you, despising you for forcing them to see themselves. But lucky for me? My traumas built my armor long before I healed them.
So, love me, hate me, talk sh*t about me—I don’t care. If my presence in your life gets you one step closer to choosing yourself, then mission f**ing accomplished. 💥
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