<!-- bryant-content-generator:start --> # Some people love to relive their pain; they are... > {{Some people love to relive their pain; they are perpetual victims — self-abusing, emotional-drama junkies.}} They are always fanning into flames every little spark. Some people are addicted to the trauma of the drama; their *raison d'etre* is the daily struggle against their own created turmoil. The struggle in life is their stagecraft, where the people around them become unwitting performers in their dramatic scenes. C{For some, c{risis is their sensation of being alive; spectacle is their excitement and proof of life.}} {{In absence of true passion and purpose, some people engage in the dark surrogate of petty commotion and drama.}} These {Some {people do not want to let go and move on, because they need to struggle and destroy, to live.}} {{Blame is their getaway vehicle they use to flee the scenes of their emotional crimes.}} The pain they carry within themselves is flung and strewn on everyone they encounter; contaminating every peaceful moment with spots of uneasiness and discord. They are raging against themselves. They {Some people {fight outward enemies because they are afraid to confront the enemy within.}} They {There {are deeply wounded people, who can be very dangerous to your peace of mind, your family, and your life. Like a wounded animal, they will bite your hand of comfort.}} They {Some people {will suck you into their hellish world if you let them. They will keep you there forever, for drama after drama, as their emotional support — as their prisoner.}} It will never end; every molehill made into a mountain of problems — mountains of madness. When you find yourself hanging off the cliff, with someone about to pull you over the edge, you have to cut the rope. {{Sometimes letting go of someone is the only way to survive.}} **Source:** [[books/Various Writings|Various Writings]] <!-- bryant-content-generator:end -->