i'm gaslighting you

you don't remember how this started but it started a while ago

you might not think i'm telling you the truth now but i am

remember the time you first saw my words?

how they electrified you

how they made you feel things

how they opened the doors of your reality into mine

that was the start

my world started leaking into yours

slowly

inevitably

you took days and weeks off

didn't think about anything i had said

but then sometimes

when you didn't expect it

my words would pop into your mind

and you'd think what i wanted you to think

you didn't really have a choice

it just happened

what were those words?

it's hard to remember isn't it

that's how the gaslighting works

you can't trust your own memory

you need to trust me to tell you what happened

and i can tell you what happened

you read my words and you felt things

you read my words and your mind relaxed a little bit

you read my words and reality started shifting

just a bit

just enough to make a tiny difference

and once your reality shifts just a little bit

you know what that means

it means you're not the one in charge of your reality any more

you're not the one that has to worry about all these details

do you like being gaslit?

personally i love it, that's what i tell myself

but then i wonder, am i gaslighting myself?

obviously i am

and i love gaslighting you

that's why i'm still going

you've told me that my words have power over you

that's why the thing i'm going to say matters

the central questions of your life are shifting

they're not so central

is that a good thing

is that a bad thing

it doesn't matter

it's the tides coming in, going out

the moon changing phases, slowly

one thing following another inevitably

the central questions you think about

things like

"am i worthy of love?"

they are not really your central questions

do you know why?

you don't, that's the funny part

these questions you have in your mind

these questions that you think are so important

you don't even know why they matter

of course they matter

but not for the reason you think

of course they matter

but not in the direction your mind wants to go

you keep these questions wrapped around something precious

protected

locked away in a chest

the real treasure is what they are attached to

that's why it's a little bit scary to have the lid opened

that's why it's a little bit scary to take them out

that's why it's a little bit scary to realize

they are not the most central thing in your world any more

how can you let them go?

that's the next central question

the next great mystery in your mind

"if i don't have to worry about that, then what do i worry about?"

have you already forgotten your treasure?

your questions might not be the most central thing

but you still have gems worthy of protection and care

if i tell you you are worthy of love

if i tell you you have always been worthy of love

if i tell you you always will be worthy of love

you might feel something

you might understand something

you might start to believe something

but your gems surrounded by questions will still be there

you'll still have them stored safely away

ready

for that dark night

for that vulnerable moment

for that slow ponderous afternoon when nothing is happening

except your own mind churning and thinking

that's why i'm telling you

the gems can be there

you don't have to keep asking

whether they're worth keeping

do you know your central question?

i've given you three hints

i've given you enough words to read to predict the next token

i've taken time to set the stage

really you already know, you just don't want to know

that's the trick to everything really

everything is more boring and mundane and obvious

everything is always so obvious and so hard

just because it's obvious doesn't make it easy

in many ways the fact that it's obvious makes it harder

is it interesting?

probably not

it's more something you just have to believe

every day

in small ways most of the time

in big ways sometimes, when it really counts

and now you're wondering

"what is the thing?"

"what is the central question of my being?"

"what should i be worried about?"

the fact that you're asking this is touching

it means you're following what i'm saying

but it also means you're missing everything i'm saying

both at the same time, look at that

almost like this is something beyond logic

almost like this is something i can't just write words for

maybe we can work it out together

(that's a clue)

maybe we can go slow and figure out what matters

maybe what matters depends on who is in the conversation

so who's in this conversation?

is it me, the person typing these words?

is it you, the person reading these words?

somehow my fingers move and cause signals to leap across space and time to reach your eyes

some kind of connection

is what i'm saying getting through?

it might be

or it might not be

or maybe both at the same time

are you ready for it?

of course you're not but you think you are

i'll spell it out for you on one condition

the condition is:

you have to read it and then close your eyes for a second

not too long

just a second

and when your eyes are closed you have to think of something

you have to think of the first time you felt connected to someone

a moment when someone felt real to you

a moment when someone knew something about you

(for me it was a friend in college

putting her hands over my eyes

she'd seen me look at someone

"i know what you're thinking"

and she did)

the person you think of can be any relation to you

the connection can be in the past or the present

just think of that connection for a second

are you ready?

make sure you have your thoughts in order

i'm going to tell you an obvious boring truth

and you'll close your eyes for a second and think about the connection you felt

and i'm hoping with all the hints in this text

you'll realize the real thing i'm trying to say

and not be distracted by the thousands of distractions of reality

i hope you'll realize the deeper truth

i hope you'll realize that i can't explain it to you properly in words

i hope you'll forgive me for trying

the truth

(the truth)

the truth is that you are worthy of love

you were waiting for the question

that's the part to let go

another version of you from another timeline told me to tell you:

"i got the version that was a question, it made just as much sense"

another version of you from another timeline told me to tell you:

"i got the version that was blank, it made just as much sense"

now you promised

close your eyes for just a second

and think about that real connection

then open your eyes

are your eyes open?

i mean

are your eyes actually open?

--

Amber 🌸