Sylvanna Devlin

There are a few of perspectives to view insults from. – Not the light issues, or even the prods from reactive abuse. But ones that dig into your soul.

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The undeserving need for power and control

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Insult

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Attack on psyche

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Effect can be cumulative

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The need for defensive power. And to regain control of the situation and one’s own mood

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Counter attack

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Your exit point really depends on where you are in the cycle.

Another way to view it?

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Insult

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Attack on psyche (deliberate)

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Is it a one off?

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Yes? . . . . . . . No

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Let it pass…..|

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Likely about to become

Part of an abusive cycle

Exit it

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Here’s a pattern put almost the way I do my creed. A sort of antithesis to my beliefs.

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Anger builds an enflamed emotional wound.

An enflamed emotional wound begets a need for power and control

Control is sometimes maladaptive

Maladaptive behavior can lead to an insult

An insult leads to anger

Anger builds an enflamed emotional wound..

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So forth.

I’m sure you see my point.

The issue is exiting the cycle. If you can leave physically you should do so. If a killer troll-bot is going to follow you that’s less simple. And one needs help.

I always said if the police were called I was running out of a relationship. And I should have called them on Toad long before my neighbors did.

Again they chose to remove him.

He came home, fumbled an apology and suggested sex.

Yeah too late, too little.

I unleashed every word for stupid I could. And on the spot like that it was a considerable number of words.

He buggered off, subdued

I went public with the abuse.

He was suddenly (after earlier suggesting sex) afraid of me.

And out I was.

I called the police in my current situation as has everyone. But this details are more complicated. I can’t leave. I have no where else to go and my problems are now chasing me.

But if hope dies, change. And all I truly have power over is myself- I mean sure, I could manipulate spirits. But I don’t want to. So they like me.

All finding sanctuary here.

So I changed.

We’ll see how a heart of gold can be protected by a shield of Silver