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OOPs of a Poet

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The story is compiled of stories organized chronologically in satric poetry about modern-day ideas on life, love, and my thoughts on money over self. Two stubborn people learn to compromise not because we want the power of the other, as we initially thought. I think falling in love is defined by the compromises we make, and even though I'm bipolar and exiting isolation, making me awkward, the story is of moving back into society as a normal person after so much polarization.

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Confusion
When the public is confused about any issue, Like even an individual confused for prolonged a period of time over the same issue, Will become irrated, and I hold no grudge, but clearly, all we did was annoy the other, however, I felt we crossed each other's boundaries of personal safety and happiness already, so to be recorded to another? I have a camera in my home and when I'm alone I play a sleep recording app but I don't record when guests are here and not a soul on earth isn't told I have living room camera, I felt sad actually that someone would use their partners' grief and own sadness and situation to record after I tried to open up about difficult things is the best way to crush any trust and the boundary breaking for both of us clearly became our main issue and that was even recorded I believed by Able to Adam that extorting that I was suicidal from knowing about what happened the night before and I had no problem with Adam hearing any of that I hoped he caught every bit on camera, All I saw was that the person extorted someone's grief after opening up about the most difficult things a person could share, I could take unfairness to not make him jealous, but once I'm afraid and you try to extort a bipolar person's pain, I can not even fake regret after the charade that was so vain. I felt relief actually safe to look for work since neither one regretted it, I felt more motivated to be self-sufficient than codependent more than ever before due to the increasingly harsh nature of it. I suppose I should thank Able, and I wrote this poem in doing so because I remembered last night what self-love is. Self-Love is the wisdom to know when you have a healthy codependency or unhealthy codependency. We mutually did not agree on things like my meds, shows, or even values, and although dating apps suck neither man nor app is worth toxic codependency. If Able can take anything positive out of this, I simply saw this as a learning experience I do not socialize much, expected trail and error, and simply decided to get a job as means of meeting others to make my own friends who one day I hope I can build a healthy codependency relationships with and I would not remembered what self-love was if not reminded. I like always love and forgive him while staying single till I find work and the motivation to do those things would not have happened if my past and current pain had not come to me and with my senses then reminded.

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