Let’s get real.
I have an unhealthy and strained relationship with someone in my life. Someone who would be very hard for me to cut out completely, so I kind of have to deal with it, at least to a degree.
Without getting into too many of the dirty details, I’ll just say that setting boundaries with this sort of person and actually enforcing them is tricky business. It seems like no matter what—whether you don’t set a boundary and they continue to treat you like crap, you attempt to set a boundary and have trouble enforcing it, or you successfully set a boundary, enforce it, and then they treat you like crap for doing so—you always feel like shit after.
With tough relationships comes relatable art, so I’m turning some of my undesirable experiences into poetry that hopefully speaks to some people about how hard it is to be more or less stuck with someone who seems to start trouble for the hell of it.
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