Connection lost, plug pulled. I've finally won, shes finally given up. I can't believe it took so long. Those small arrogances, the optimism, the narrow-mindedness, it's off the plate. Another freedom for myself to enjoy.
In Maslow's eyes I'd never reached anything past physiological needs, and hes right. Maslow, you cunning man. Safety has caused me to stop abruptly resulting in the wonderful "gift" of not needing self-actualization, or esteem, or belongingness and love needs. Call it unlucky, I prefer it. It's given me the freedom, the ability to win the war. Maslow as my leading general. And even in this one war that I've succeeded in reaping the award, I've still got plenty of other wars that I'll surely win with time, with the right amount, or should I say lack, of appropriate/positive response. Because we can all point out the weak minded, the low motivation, and the lack of facts.
If I past safety needs, if I carry on to belongingness and love, and I find my "gift" ceases, then I will know this. Why would you want someone who so readily opposes you? Who so often annoys you? Who so naturally is of no value to you? Someone who in order to make happy you have to lie to about feelings? As I heard some place, some where, why love someone who does not love you back? What is to keep you pulling and pushing in such a situation?
I do know when to give up, only it's not giving up, it's letting go my choice, by force for happiness. It's tossing what does not benefit you, and what you do not benefit, into the trash bin which people try so eagerly to keep clean, so they do not learn. Mine, however, is messy as all can get, but not full, no.
As I said previously, it's only a deck of cards. I can buy another.
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