Who is in your ear when you are mad or sad?
Do they feed into the anger and pain with a self-righteous sense of satisfaction?
Do they intensify the fury, riling you up into a fantastic rage?
Do they poke at your insecurities, implanting thoughts to compound internal conspiracies?
Do they make you feel cared for and comforted, or isolated and alone?
Do your conversations leave you inspired and renewed or depleted and shameful?
Do they meet you with a warm embrace, giving your hurt an outlet to joy and acceptance?
Are they truly a friend if the snarky conversations start feeling like an addiction?
Are you feeding into a loop, where your self-doubts can be worn interchangeably?
Who is there to ground you and let you know when your insecurities are going too far?
Be careful of the circle you keep, and energy that surrounds you.
Our words, like spell craft, can uplift and unite, but not when other voices confound you.
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