#self sabatoge

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26 Self-Sabotage Dialogue Prompts

⭒ "You knew it was good. That's exactly why you ruined it."

⭒ "You didn't lose that. You handed it back before anyone could take it."

⭒ "You're not unlucky. You're scared of what happens if something actually works."

⭒ "You keep testing people until they fail. Then you act surprised they failed."

⭒ "You left before they could. You always leave before they can."

⭒ "Stop calling it bad timing when you were the one who picked the worst moment."

⭒ "You didn't forget. You just didn't do it. And you know the difference."

⭒ "You keep building things just tall enough to watch them fall."

⭒ "You had an excuse ready before you even tried. Doesn't that tell you something?"

⭒ "Stop calling it a bad habit when it's a decision you keep making."

⭒ "You knew exactly what to say to end it. And you said it."

⭒ "You don't trust failure more than success. You trust it more than happiness."

⭒ "You're not procrastinating. You're protecting yourself from finding out what you're actually capable of."

⭒ "You set the whole thing up and then acted like the universe did it."

⭒ "You pushed them away and then rewrote it as them leaving."

⭒ "You're not afraid of failing. You're afraid of succeeding and still feeling empty."

⭒ "You sabotaged it before it could disappoint you. Now it just disappoints you differently."

⭒ "You keep burning bridges and telling yourself you never needed to cross them."

⭒ "You're not self-aware enough to stop. You're self-aware enough to watch yourself do it. That's worse."

⭒ "You didn't run out of time. You ran out of reasons to let yourself have it."

⭒ "You wanted it badly enough to make sure you couldn't have it."

⭒ "Stop acting like you didn't see it coming when you were the one driving."

⭒ "You're not comfortable in the wreckage. You're just more used to it than the alternative."

⭒ "You picked the fight. You just picked it quietly enough that you could call it their fault."

⭒ "Every time something gets close to good, you get close to ending it. That's not a coincidence."

⭒ "You're not broken. You're just more afraid of being whole than you've ever admitted."

[cassie-lmao]

-why are you doing this?

-because i hate myself so much that i sabotage my own happiness

-so you want to do this?

-no

-but are you aware of what you're doing?

-thats the neat part. i am.

[im-leaving-soon-s2]

"Vannak emberek, akiket kimerítő szeretni. Azt feltételezik, hogy úgyis el fogod hagyni őket, ezért inkább ők taszítanak el előbb. Folyton tesztelnek, hogy lássák, maradsz-e. Tönkretesznek jó dolgokat, mert meg vannak győződve róla, hogy a jó dolgok úgysem tartanak sokáig. Ha nem válaszolsz azonnal egy üzenetre, azt hiszik, vége. Ha megdicséred őket, azt hiszik, hazudsz. Állandó megerősítésre vágynak, de nem hisznek neked, amikor megadod nekik. Tudják, hogy nehéz velük. Utálják, hogy ilyenek. De nem tudják abbahagyni, mert valahol útközben valaki megtanította nekik, hogy a szeretet mulandó, és az emberek mindig elmennek. Így aztán ebben a borzalmas térben élnek, ahol kétségbeesetten vágynak a kapcsolódásra, de még azelőtt elpusztítják, mielőtt az árthatna nekik. Túl sokak és mégis sosem elegek. Nem akarnak nehezen szerethetők lenni, csak rettegnek attól, hogy megint elhagyják őket. És a legtöbb embernek nincs türelme bebizonyítani, hogy tévednek.”

[taintedcanva]

TO WHOM I OWE THE BIGGEST APOLOGY

Sometimes I wonder

if my life was supposed to end

in one of the many moments

I barely survived.

Perhaps I am only a ghost

playing a role

in someone else’s story.

The stranger who needed a smile.

The friend who needed someone to stay.

The lover who needed a lesson.

The family that needed one more chair

filled at the table.

Maybe I remained

only so another person

could become who they were meant to be.

And if that is true,

what a strange existence it is

to keep pouring yourself

into lives

while forgetting

to fill your own.

I have spent years

treating my dreams

like they were too fragile

to survive my hands.

Every hope

met with another doubt.

Every beginning

shadowed by the certainty

that I would ruin it

before the world had the chance.

The cruelest fire

was never the one outside of me.

It was the one

I kept feeding within

my belief

that I deserved

to be more

than a supporting character.

An extra

who learned everyone else’s cues

but never received a script

of her own.

The stranger they’ll remember.

The friend they’ll outgrow.

The lover they’ll write about.

And when the credits roll,

my name will pass unnoticed

just another extra

who spent an entire lifetime

making sure everyone else

reached the ending they deserved.

To whom I owe the biggest apology?

No one has been crueler than I’ve been to me.

[thelaughingmagician]

World’s Finest: Teen Titans #1

[vibs-4951]

Come on, superman

say your stupid line

My Poetic Musings

I would let your blade

Sink into my heart

Only if you promise

To kiss it before you do

And I would let you drown me

On the tainted lies that left your lips

I would let you rip my heart to shreds

With the same old blunt blade

To choke me

with the same hand that fed me

At the altar

Where you vowed to love me-

Till death do us part

Was all you whispered

Yet I didn't dream of you being

The one to pierce my heart

I can still taste your betrayal

On my tongue

Yet I drink the taste of it

And again, I am at the altar

Where we first locked

Our eyes upon

But this time, I can only let you go

like the blood seeping out the wounds

you caused

[quiteink]

I live my life

like I’m halfway packed

even when I don’t know where I’m going

Not leaving

just prepared to

I keep versions of myself

on standby

The quieter one

The meaner one

The one who disappears

without making it dramatic

People think I’m indecisive

I think I’m adaptable

I learned early

that staying the same too long

makes people comfortable enough

to stop choosing you

I’ve reinvented myself

out of boredom

out of survival

out of spite

Some days I miss

the person I was before

I learned how to pivot so fast

She stayed longer

She believed explanations

She didn’t treat exits

like muscle memory

I don’t burn bridges

I loosen the bolts

Just in case

I love deeply

but I keep one foot angled toward the door

not because I want to leave

but because I refuse

to be stranded again

My life isn’t chaos

It’s contingency plans

It’s quiet calculations

It’s knowing exactly

how much of myself to give

without bleeding out

And maybe one day

I’ll unpack fully

Maybe I’ll stop living like movement

is the safest personality

But for now

I stay ready

Not to run

Just to survive the moment

when staying stops loving me back

A.C