Original Advice

DONT: Excuse manipulation as sensitivity or artistic temperament.

Art Isn't An Alibi

Call it what it is: manipulation. Not muse. Not mood. When someone twists your compassion into a leash, cut it. Stop mistaking cruelty for depth and volatility for vision. Your empathy is not a tip jar for their tantrums. They are not “complex”; they are extracting. Close the tab. You owe no encore to a performance designed to shrink you.

Manipulation hides inside pretty language and broken-glass timing. It flatters, then withholds. It makes you the interpreter, the fixer, the stage crew. That job consumes your time, your quiet, your intuition. Every excuse you craft becomes scaffolding for their ego and a cage for yours. Trade fantasy for pattern-recognition. Measure people by repair, not rapture. Respect is consistent; drama is intermittent reinforcement.

Cosmic Context

You carry tides of empathy and a radar for suffering. Aim them toward peace, not toward sanctifying chaos.

Action

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When they sulk, end the conversation and leave.

You are allowed to be unmoved by theatrics and choose ease.