There's something to be said about the psyche of a person that has been emotionally abused. Invisible wounds are hardest to recover from, it ever at all. When someone who is supposed to be your protector shatters your faith and trust in others early in life, your relationship becomes enmeshed and it's a tough cord to cut. One day the brash words that for years have swung at the metaphorical wall will make it all come crumbling down. Sometimes it isn't that cut and dry. There's the emotional tug of war the sadist likes to play. They'll build you up and tear you down like clockwork. You want their approval, you want anyone and everyone's approval. Then it happens, the obsessive need to be perfect and loved; it manifests itself. You work harder, faster, smarter. You throw yourself over the deep-end, and fully immerse yourself in your work and other aspects of your life. Maybe you don't get the recognition you want right away, or maybe you do. But it's never enough and you're off to bigger and better more innovative projects and seeking more illustrious accolades.
One day the heartbreaking reality will set in; you'll be left with a meaningless degree, with a soul-sucking career, and you will realise that no matter what you do it'll never satisfy them. Your empty accomplishments won't mean anything to anyone else but yourself. Except you didn't do this for yourself, you did it for them. You've pushed yourself to tears, over the edge and over exhaustion. You didn't meet what they call "success" because of them, you did it in spite of them.
...And hopefully, when you come to this consciousness you will leave that tattered soul behind, and open the door for the true you to be reborn.
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