When Do You Say No More?
This is a question that I have been pondering over a great deal in the last few weeks. It’s been a tumultuous few weeks for me. An old penpal that I had stopped writing to managed to track me down a couple of weeks ago. I was horrified at first!
Then after a week or so of thinking about the question that had been posed to me by the penpal in question – “will you write to me again?” I decided that I would. Now I terminated the correspondence last time around because I simply felt too goddamned uncomfortable around this person. All her letters ever did was complain about her ill health and pain. I felt utterly drained with every letter. Eventually I snapped – it felt like I was being sucked dry. All of my positivity, all of my cheeriness and my effort to stay calm was being bled from me. It actually felt as thou I had become the feeding station for a Psychic vampire.
A psychic vampire is a term used to describe a living person who “drains” others emotionally. They do this either empathically or metaphorically (someone who takes emotionally without giving anything back; a “user”).
When a psychic attack takes place, the psychic vampire receives an energy surge while the victim experiences fatigue.
People who suck the energy of others normally do so unwittingly. This sucking takes place when one’s energy is depleted and needs to be replenished, and as a result, sucks the energy of another person. It is not unusual for a person who is ill or feeling inadequate emotionally to draw upon or deplete energized individuals of their life force. These so-called “suckers” are not bad people, most of them are not aware on a conscious level that they are doing what they are doing. Still, their unknowing actions can play havoc with anyone who leaves an energetic opening for this type of thievery. Now the traits of a psychic vampire are thus: they experience feelings of abandonment or rejection, need constant reassurance, they never feel satisfied, they constantly seek nurturing and they constantly exhibit low energy or fatigue.
The person that I’m speaking about left me feeling wrung out after a while. She never ever seemed to want to share anything with me. It was all about what she could take.
She exhibited every single one of the above mentioned traits.
Yet when my other pen pal said she wanted to write to me again, what did I say? Like a great gormless git, I said yes. I said yes because I firmly believe that everyone has the right to one second chance. This time I am ready. There will be no hard feelings and no third chances.
So how would you feel? Would you give a second chance?