So have you ever had someone come to you with a sob story, a really detailed sob, and ask you for help? Did it either hit home with you so much that you had to help? Or did it annoy you so bad that you had to help them just so you don't have to deal with it anymore? Either way, you jump on your white horse, jump in and take over, save the day.
That is called being Captain Save-A-Ho. I am a Captain Save-A-Ho. I can't help it. Everytime I help someone, I end up being the one that gets fucked while they skate off scoot free. Everytime I say I will never play Captain Save-A-Ho again, here I sit again in the same position.
I have helped with everything from someone needing a pack of cigarettes to bailing them out of jail. From giving them large amounts of cash as a "loan" (that I never get back) to letting them live with me completely free.
I have had "friends" steal from me, tell lies about me, sleep with my boyfriend, use me, treat me bad, and still manage to convince me that it was all my fault.
I have no idea how they do this, repeatedly to me. But it does over and over. I have gotten to the point where I know what the result will be, yet can't stop myself from doing it anyway.
When will I stop trying to make others happy and only worry about my own.
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