Why I Attract the Worst of the Worst

Honestly, I’m still trying to figure out why I always seem to attract people who only want to take advantage of me. It’s like I have a magnet that draws in the worst kind of individuals, and no matter how hard I try, I just can’t seem to shake them off. I mean, I know I’m a good listener, and I care deeply about people, but it’s like that’s exactly what these toxic people are looking for - someone to listen to their problems, to sympathize with their whining, and to do their bidding without question. And I fall for it every time, like a moth to a flame. It’s like I’m stuck in this never-ending cycle of self-destruction, and I don’t know how to escape.

Sometimes I wonder if it’s because I’m just too easy-going, too willing to please, too eager to make others happy. Maybe it’s because I’ve always been a people-pleaser, and that’s just what these toxic people see - an opportunity to exploit and manipulate. I’ve been taken advantage of so many times, it’s like I’ve lost count. But the thing is, I always go back for more, no matter how much it hurts me. I guess that’s just part of my DNA - to be a sucker, to be a doormat, to be a pushover. And it’s not like I don’t know it’s wrong, it’s just that I’m so desperate for connection, for love, for acceptance that I’m willing to settle for anything, no matter how toxic.

But deep down, I know I’m worth more than this. I know I deserve better than to be treated like a doormat, to be used and discarded like a piece of trash. I know I have so much to offer, so much love and kindness and compassion to give, but it seems like nobody wants to take it. And it’s like, what’s wrong with me? Why can’t I just be good enough, just once? But the truth is, I’m not the problem, it’s these toxic people who are the problem. They’re the ones who are broken, who are messed up, who are damaged goods. And yet, somehow, I always seem to find myself stuck in their orbit, like a bad habit I just can’t shake.