Emotional Parasite
Sometimes, when someone has hurt us so deeply, we allow them the power to manipulate our memories. When you share memories with someone who’s hurt you traumatically, it’s hard not to relive those moments differently, now that you know what happened next.
Why is it that when something bad happens in your life, when someone disappoints you to your core; you look back at those happy memories and they turn sour. When you think back at times you spent with that person, those memories instantly change and you see them differently. That sunny day when you went for a walk turns into the day when he refused to stop for gas then blamed you for not filling up the car. The last road trip turns into the road trip from hell. That soccer game when you score your first goal turns into the day when your father couldn’t be bothered to show up. The day you graduated from high school turns into, the day when you could’ve done better. The house you grew up in, the house you loved, the place where you felt the safest, turns into the place where he told you, you were worthless, that you should lose weight, that women are inferior to men. It turns happy memories into nightmares. That’s what an emotional parasite does. They enter through happy memories and release hatred, darkness and anger; until that memory is replaced by everything you suppressed. An emotional parasite, like every other form of parasites, has flare up. But these flare ups make you feel like the world is ending, they make you feel angry, hopeless, forgotten and empty. They make you feel like there won’t be anything left to salvage when the flare up ends. An emotional parasite gets stronger by feeding on your happiness, and leaving behind sadness and despair. How do you combat an emotional parasite? Do you make the happy memories, knowing that one day the parasite might flare up, or do you give up making memories? If you give up isn’t that letting it win, letting it fully gain control of your soul, of your happiness?
Is it ever worth selling your soul to the devil?