You know, we're all just masochists at heart. We set ourselves up again and again for dissapointment and pain. We practically plan it out, down to every last detail. Or at least I do. Because I KNOW that if I go there, if I see this person, then I'll have a great time, and I'll start to hope. And I KNOW that if I bring up that subject, that I will have to listen to how much he cares for her. And I will have to pretend to be a good friend, and I'll nod and smile, and act excited and happy, when I really just feel like pulling out my own hair, gouging out my eyeballs, or maybe even strangling him.
So why do I do it? The only explanation is that for someone reason I LIKE pain. For some screwed up psychological reason I like feeling depressed and upset. Maybe it makes me feel important. Because I have problems to do deal with instead of dealing with everybody elses problems. Or maybe I like the emotional high I get. Maybe I'm just masochistic.
And here everybody was saying I would be the sadist in relationships.
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