Psycho

Have you ever called someone this or have you ever been labeled a psycho? I really hate that word when it comes to relationships. But, the sad fact is, I’ve said it and I’ve been called it. Why was I called psycho? I was the one who would call, and call, and call. I just didn’t get the hint at times and my need for being accepted was overwhelming. The need to be wanted literally took control of me sometimes-not in a physical way. I knew what I was doing was ruining any chance I may have had with someone, but the need to know right now took over. I needed to know right now if that guy was interested in me. I needed to know if they really did want to see me again. I needed someone else to validate that I was worth something. WOW! What a horrible way to live your life. I knew I was a good person but that wasn’t enough, at least not then. Once I figured out that I was worth more and actually started believing that I was a beautiful girl (believe it or not, even pretty girls can think they are ugly), the relationships got easier. I wasn’t in such a rush for the other person to be in my life. I was happy just being with myself.

So is there really a need for the label of “Psycho” in relationships? You bet! If someone comes at you with a knife, or stalks you, or tries to date your mom just to get close to you (ha ha, no that did not happen to me-I think I saw it in a movie once) - Yes, I believe the label of “Psycho” would be fitting here. Just be careful where you point that word. You may aim it at the innocent and cause some deep pain, or you may actually hit the right target and be in line for some pain yourself (watch your back for some shinny pointy objects).