When Destruction Leads to Creation: Navigating Relationships and Setting Boundaries

When does destruction equal creation?
When is it necessary to destroy something to pave the way for something new?
And does that change when it’s regarding relationships, be it romantic or friends?


Food becomes spoiled, and can be used to turn into compost, which helps new plants to grow. Similarly to when the Native Americans would burn land, it would not only prevent forest fires from spreading, but burnt land can not only make way for more area to plant new things, but return minerals to the earth.
People who know how to do this, do it from experience, or from the knowledge passed down by others.

But when there’s no one around with experience, or the knowledge; passed down or not, who has the responsibility to do it?

Do you just do it and hope for the best?
Or do you wait until it’s apparent you need to act, by then it also may be too late?

Doing it too hastily, or without the proper know-how, could result in unnecessary destruction, or irreparable damage.

But if you do it immediately, and it pays off… well, it pays off, doesn’t it? You get your pat on the back and a “Well done! Good job!” and some pretty good recognition for both your quick-thinking and apparent knack for something you know fuck-all about. “You’ve saved this state of America by burning this particular part of the land, making it so that when there is a forest fire, it won’t be able to spread to the next area. Not only that, but you’ve opened up a new area of land for us to farm, and the burnt area has released a whole-lot more minerals back into the soil!”
I’m not actually aware if the whole mineral thing is accurate, I know this information by word of mouth or fragmented memory of previous research, but it serves my analogy well.

That’s only if you do the correct thing by acting immediately despite your lack of knowledge. So, say you chicken-out and do nothing. Completely fair, right? You know absolutely nothing about preventing forest fires, or at least you’ve not been taught specifically, or you’re not part of the ‘Anti-Forest Fire Crew’ whose responsibility it is to do this.
And, you leave it. Let it go, it’s definitely not your responsibility at all. It’s the Team’s responsibility. Have they seen this issue? Do they have suspicions that this issue is indeed an issue? Do they not suspect it at all? Not your issue, it’s theirs. After all, your concerns are unimportant and unprofessional, you’re untrained, and you know nothing about the job, that is why you are not on the Team. What do you know? Why should they even listen to you?

The fire starts later, when you are out of the picture, and it spreads. The Team who knows nothing about this area, where the fire will spread, will only know about this until it’s too late. The entire forest will be set ablaze before they know, and by the time they act upon it, they’ll be doing recovery measures, not preventative or defensive measures.


So what happens when it’s human relationships?

You have a friend who is the equivalent of this fire, or risk of spread, that needs pruning.

This friend, you’ve been friends with for at least a year or thereabouts, and you’ve been through ups and downs with them. There’s been changes in behaviour due to real-life and online struggles, both to do with relationships, both real and fictional. From this point, this person has become more and more obsessive or pointing out other people’s flaws, weaknesses and downfalls; further pushing them down by heightening their progress, successes, and general good feelings.

At first, this change in attitude is not alarming, you either lack the experience or fail to see the underlying side effects of this new behaviour. This person seems ambitious, and it’s empowering, at times it seems a little too much, but you can attribute it to a healthy overdose of just how badly this person wants to succeed; you root for them.

The nature of humans, is to gossip, and despite it having bad routes, not all gossip is bad or harmful. It can, however, be an indicator when things are getting bad if we look at quality, quantity, and frequency.
The smell of smoke in the forest is not a common smell, but that doesn’t always mean that it’s danger. Depending on smell, location, and intensity of smell and sight of smoke; it could be nothing but a campfire been made to cook some food.
The same can be said for gossip, sometimes it’s just food for thought, a probing question, a warning about a specific person that would do well to be heeded, or just something of general interest. This healthy gossip is usually centralised in a specific area that the receiver has interest in, or around a person of note, interest or can prove a danger to the listener.

I fucking love A.I. sometimes. Look at this woman’s forehead.

When the gossip starts to become about everyone and everything, it should start to become a little more concerning, especially if everything is negative. “Hey, I caught this guy getting into trouble for this, guys, look, look, I have the screenshots.” Especially if this ‘guy’ means nothing to you, and the main interest of the friend is just to garner shock or drama just for the fun of it, or for more attention. Essentially reducing themselves to no better than a YouTube Creator with clickbait titles/thumbnails to draw attention.

So, you have yourself a really gossip-y friend who finds any excuse to put others down in your eyes, who is super ambitious, and lightly gloats about any successes or good days they have. You’ve witnessed red flags, but is there anything you can do here? Do you need to do anything here? Both inexperience and indecision will more than likely lead to nothing being done, that, or your judgement over the situation will deem that it’s “just not that big of a deal”.

The problem is, is that gossip is usually something that the source of the gossip, the subject, would usually prefer that the information remained in their close circle. This person, or people, would be blissfully unaware they were being talked about to such an extent. When this information, however, not only has someone being gossiped about in a damaging manner but is also a result of a company that has their employees swear not to share this information, it becomes a lot more concerning. Of course, at first, this information can be entertaining; scandal is one of the bestsellers, but at what part is it your responsibility to either halt your friend’s unethical behaviour? Is it your place? Do you have the know-how to identify the issues before or as they arise, or do you have the knowledge to stop the behaviour when it reaches dangerous levels? Or, will you have to just sweep up the ashes of a fire that could’ve been prevented?

You have the unfortunate dilemma of a friend of yours, doing something wrong, in an unappealing mindset, and is quite emotionally fragile as well. Leaving it to simmer down may have the desired result, but could also have the complete opposite; almost showing that behaviour acceptance.
You have maybe spoken to this friend about their behaviour, and they’ve either become apologetic (yet continue the behaviour) or become strongly defensive, or both. You let it simmer time and time over, hoping each time that they give you an “it’s just a bad day” or “family issues are getting to me” or “work is really fucking me over”, to a point where one of you has to say something. At first, it’s caring, you love this friend, and you want them to get better on their own; a gentle little handhold or a gentle little shove should get them in the correct direction. It happens again, and you realise that it’s not the best approach, so you try to be a bit more stern and it seems to work. They appear to be self-reflecting a lot more and – ah… shit… They’re back to their old ways immediately.

It takes not you, but someone else, a new friend who is under less influence of your friend, to come out and put their foot down. But as said before, it’s too late. Due to it not being you, the best friend, and someone that this friend would now see as an interloper; it has been interpreted as an insult. The fire has been put out, but there’s been a lot of unseen damage.
This person is now no longer talking to you, only talking to you if they feel like they have to, and gives of a reluctant vibe or tone in every instance of conversation. No verbal or text conversation ends well, most don’t even end “okay”.

It’s safe to say that despite your efforts, you acted too late; the damage has been done.
Despite your effort to quench the fire when you saw it, it had already reached terminal velocity, or whatever you’d call that in forest fire terms. You saved the surrounding space with the help of your friends, but it cost you a few burns, maybe a few bad ones, and even some property damage. It’ll scar, and you’ll have to replace what you lost, but the damage to what was already done is irreparable.
That’s where I’m currently at just now.
Picking up the pieces, looking around for things that may not be too damaged, and currently taking care of myself and making sure others are alright.


In human relationships, intervening early can prevent a lot of harm. If gossip becomes damaging or breaches confidences, it’s crucial to address it. It may be uncomfortable, but letting it simmer can lead to worse outcomes.

This scenario can strain your friendship, leaving you to pick up the pieces and deal with the aftermath. The lesson here is to recognize and act on the signs early. Addressing issues in a timely manner, even if uncomfortable, can prevent larger problems later on.

There will ALWAYS be times when acting early is the wrong thing, but at this point; you can say you tried at least.

It’s too late for me to use this now, for my situation, but here is some good advice I found on this subject while writing this piece.

Communicate Early and Honestly: Address concerns as soon as they arise. Honest communication can prevent misunderstandings and escalation.
Set Boundaries: Establish clear boundaries to prevent negative behaviour from affecting your relationship.
Seek Support: If you’re unsure how to handle the situation, seek advice from trusted friends or professionals.
Focus on Solutions: Instead of just pointing out concerns, work with your friend to find constructive solutions.
Be Compassionate: Understand that your friend may be going through their struggles. Approach the situation with empathy.

However, if none of this is being heeded, or working in your favour; remember to prioritise your mental health. Accept your limits not only on how much you can control the situation, but how much you can control yourself and your general “bullshit meter” limit of just how much you can take.

In Conclusion

Managing difficult relationships requires recognizing and responding to early warning signs. Setting boundaries, seeking support and focusing on solutions are key strategies. When these efforts don’t work, it’s important to protect your mental health. It may be necessary to distance yourself or end the relationship if boundaries are crossed or your friend is unresponsive. Relationships that support and uplift you are what you deserve. By taking proactive steps and prioritizing your mental health, you can manage relationship issues effectively and prevent long-term harm.

Here are some websites I used (and am currently using):
https://positivepsychology.com/great-self-care-setting-healthy-boundaries/
https://verywellmindset.com/how-to-set-boundaries-with-toxic-friends/
https://www.verywellmind.com/how-to-set-boundaries-with-friends-7503205
https://mentalhealthhotline.org/boundaries-prioritizing-your-wellness/
https://health.ucdavis.edu/blog/cultivating-health/how-to-set-boundaries-and-why-it-matters-for-your-mental-health/2024/03
https://www.choosingtherapy.com/setting-boundaries/
https://serenehealth.com/why-creating-boundaries-in-friendships-is-essential-for-your-mental-health/

Basically… Don’t Ignore Your Friend Being A Dick.

Happy Birthday to me…

For those of you that know me, most of you will not know when my birthday is. You may have an inkling, but asides from that, you won’t know the date or probably even the rough week that it is.
Those of you will this lack of knowledge will, however, have knowledge of why there’s this tiny, tiny, insignificant space in your brain’s spreadsheet of birthdays. I severely dislike birthdays.

Birthdays are a celebration of your age, up until a certain point in your life you’re edging that “one year older, I need to be older” until you hit that limit, but you keep getting older regardless.

Mum says I won’t know these things ’til I’m older, I need to get older.

I can’t get on this super fun looking ride at the fair, when I get older I get taller, I need to get older.

I don’t have enough money, and my parents won’t buy me this. I need to get older, so I can get a job.

I need to get older, so I’m legally allowed to have sex, learn to drive, get married or buy my own pet.

I need to be older, so I can buy my own alcohol, own my own property and leave home without parental consent, vote, get tattoos…

Everything that we want out of life is goal orientated towards getting older, it gamifies the system. That integral part of ageing is akin to levelling up and the only thing you need to do is sit back, keep your hands inside the boat and just stay afloat.
But after that, there’s nothing else.
Levelling up in a game that boasts no benefits to the player for doing so. Some players have friendships and clan members who recognise this occasion and give what they can out of their already limited inventory to “celebrate”, moreso this is just more things that you don’t need or things that will be consumed quickly. Even worse if it’s an event consumable that is useless until after the event is finished, specifically celebratory greetings cards. These either clog inventory, or get thrown out or destroyed, serving no purpose other than to be thrown away.

Maybe it’s just me, but it’s useless.
Most I know treat it this same way, and once they realise the futility of it, the celebratory nature evolves into one of them drowning their sorrows in alcohol, pretending that it’s the night of their lives.
“It wasn’t a fun night, unless you don’t remember what happened. That’s how you know it was fun.”

Playing a game that you’re already tired of, which has no benefit as you’ve already reaped the best awards, those awards now meaningless as most only further your degradation into debt or emotional debt. Like any other Online MMO, essentially.


This is also where the other side of things slow down too. If you’re using your birthday to celebrate your life and accomplishments, what have you even done within the past year to celebrate? To some, living is enough, and they would be right, honestly. The trivial pursuit of life itself is worth the celebration, but do they dignify themselves with those same standards?

This sort of line of thinking that reminds me of that ADHDinos comic. Or at least I’m sure it’s that comic.

Are you celebrating your birthday? No, I did fuck all this year and thus have nothing to celebrate.
My birthday is coming up soon, and I did fuck all too, so I shouldn’t celebrate mine either? NO! You did lots this year! Even if you think it was shit or not a lot, you kept yourself alive blah blah blah… Double standards everywhere.

It even comes down to the point that I’ve literally bought a house and, despite cutting it super fucking close, I’m going to have moved in before my birthday. I have about 3 weeks to do so, but y’know, almost there. I still want nothing to do will celebrating my life, my brain makes every excuse under the sun to deny my own celebrations, and when it can’t find a “good reason”, yuck, celebrating my birthday? How self-centred.

Celebrating someone else’s birthday, on the other hand? LET’S FUCKING GO.
What do you like? What do you like to eat? Where do you like to go? What do you like to play? What do you play it on? Do you use Amazon? Would you use a gift card if I gave you one? I sent a box of chocolates to your address. I bought a redeemable code for Hogwarts University for you, and you can’t just tell me to use it because I don’t have a PlayStation/ I already have the game. And I can’t refund it. I know you wanted these things because despite what I say about forgetting everything that anyone ever says, when it comes to someone wanting something, I somehow can materialise an extensive library of what everyone I love wants that not even I knew of until this precise moment, then will systematically forget about it until someone else’s birthday. I made a reservation at your favourite restaurant, and don’t worry, I know you’ll probably be busy on the day, that’s why I’m ready to change the reservation date at a moment’s notice.

Honestly, once again, double standards start to show, but this time I have an ace up my sleeve.


Is it because I’m unhappy? Is it because I have ADHD? Is it because I’ve had a mentally and emotionally traumatising childhood? Or is it because I’m just a miserable bastard?

I like to believe that it’s all of the above.

I genuinely hate it when anyone decides to celebrate my birthday.
— The focus is on me, ew.
— Someone is trying to take my wants/needs into account when I’m not used to that, ew.
— Someone who is usually never taking my wants/needs into account when they should is feigning responsibility and pretending they care for a day, so they can keep an emotional hold on me using guilt, ew.
— People I don’t know that well know my birthday, ew.
— People that I don’t want to inconvenience in any way, fret and pressure themselves to get me something for my birthday, mega ew.

Yeah, there’s just so much and I want none of it. So many people hate being reminded of their birthday because after a certain point age becomes insulting in a way. “Happy 30 Birthday!” It is one that makes people lose their shit.

Birthdays are for me, what Christmas is for kids who’ve just been told Santa isn’t real.

Do I require money? Yes, I do. Do I like “things”? Yes I do. But it gives me nothing when it’s from someone else. The best form of gifts are the ones you give, not the ones that are received. Awkward concept if everyone is like me, but they’re not. There are people who love gifts and people who like gifts, you figure out who those people are, and you give gifts to them. The people who do not like receiving gifts? Don’t give them gifts.
Actually, idea. Wait a month or two, and invite them out to lunch and pay for it. They’ll still dislike that, but they’ll dislike it a lot less than being given a gift.
Or, if you really, REALLY, want to give them a gift, there are two options. Give them either the gift of advice/help or the gift of food. Ask them if there’s anything they need help with; laundry, decorating, finding a specific brand of snacks that are out of stock in their local store, helping them understand what the heck solicitors are saying when they’re moving house, sign up to that stupid phone game they play and use the referral code. That helps our small, simple minds out a lot.
And in regard to food, go with them on their grocery trip, pay for a few things, or ask them what they usually buy and when they buy it. Things that last a long time go well, tinned goods, microwave rice. Nothing that is expensive or that they’ll know is expensive.

Basically, treat them like your little end-of-the-world, doom-hoarder buddy, stocking the pantry of their bomb shelter.


By the time this posts I’ll be days away or days past being 25, and honestly, I consider this “halfway” through my life.
Currently listening to Pokémon Diamond, Pearl & Platinum – Champion Cynthia Battle Music, is this the appropriate time to consolidate on how far I’ve come?

I honestly don’t intend on living past 50, so shouldn’t this space of my life be where I take off? Or should that have been the previous 25 years?

It matters now, it won’t matter in a few hours once I’ve forgotten. I’ll continue to live life playing frogger on the many trains of thought running through my mind at once.

Everything has really picked up within the last 2 years.
I’ve gone from living comfortably with emotional and mental abuse at home, with a LDR girlfriend who would not only empower me to fight against it (building me up), to gaslight me over her substance abuse and my mental illness (to tear me down). I’ve been through a lot for me, if anyone else was in my position, I don’t doubt they would’ve handled it a lot better than me.
So many people with “just do this” and “I would personally…”. I honestly don’t doubt that everything everyone says is as easy as they say it is but, my green on button to make my brain do things requires a virgin sacrifice, and it’s hard to find those these days.

From the breakup I started branching out, dating and breaking, dating and breaking kinda turned me into something else. I’m very broken, but in this weird broken state I’m able to do a lot more than what I could before. 1 break up and I could date someone else, 2 break-ups, and I was okay travelling hours by myself to meet people. 3 and I gained a lot more confidence with people and discovered peculiar personality traits about myself.

I started looking for a flat, then I stopped, then I started again, viewed one, didn’t get it, stopped. Started looking again, viewed a bunch and managed to purchase one.

My habits concerning doing and experiencing new things all have a pattern. I’m extremely malleable, but to stretch I need to be put to my current limit then left to rest, I return to resting form. The next time I’m put to my limit, the limit is further than previous, kinda like fitness.


Regardless of me, I can’t help but think that other people’s help and other people’s moral support helps me a lot more than I help myself. (Because peer pressure only affects me when it’s guilt induced, therefore I only get stuff done that way because I don’t want people to be disappointed in me.)

I’ve helped a lot of people in the past, financially, emotionally, physically, but I brush it off and forget about it because it doesn’t matter. It’s my time and I, personally, am a waste of time, so it works out at a net gain if I actually help.
But when others help me it means so much to me, because you’re wasting your time, helping A waste of time, basically doubling your time wasted. And as much as you’re fucking stupid for helping me, I love you lots and will never forget it.

To those who’ve helped emotionally.

To those who’re there for me.

To those who’re just there and they don’t even really know they’re helping because it’s honestly just their company that keeps me sane.

Thank you.

If you’ve read this far, this post was not done with a clear intention or goal, it was just a rant post. Legacy posts are still happening every Sunday (I almost fell behind, oops.) and new posts will come soon. Thanks again.

~ Jinx

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