The Paradox of Emotional Dependency
There are moments in life when a single encounter disturbs the delicate architecture of your emotional equilibrium. You meet someone by chance, by circumstance, and for a fleeting instant, you feel seen, not in the superficial sense of being noticed, but seen at the core of your being. They penetrate through your defenses, your crafted image, your daily performance, and touch the unguarded, unrefined self that you hide from the world. And then, they withdraw. They tell you, often gently, sometimes with disgust, that they want no part of your life. Their boundaries are clear. They belong to a different world, they speak a different language, and they see you as a stranger. Yet you persist. You insist on including them in your circle, pleading silently for an intimacy that was never promised. What compels such humiliation? Why this relentless investment in a person who has denied you the currency of their presence? This is not love; it is attachment masquerading as meaning. When someone ...
