Came across this image on one of the sites that I visited sometime in the past. Does it sound too cliched? It definitely sounds familiar!
We tend to remember forever the times when we were being used. How about the times when we used others? Intentionally or otherwise? That would be rather difficult to remember, right?
When I sit back and recollect such instances, and when I visualise myself in such a situation, I can't help but get an overwhelming feeling of being helpless. May not have been exactly mean or manipulative or even aggressive but essentially helpless. It's almost like an excuse, a factor that justifies putting someone else on the block. We use others. In simple unobtrusive ways. Not debating whether it is right or wrong. Only wondering what it does to oneself.It definitely leaves a very bad taste.
I don't want to be used, but what can I do about it? Try not to do this to anyone else, maybe.
