Tricks Are for Kids: A Carrot-Chasing Exit Story | A Spiritual Estheticss Blog 🥕

🐇 Tricks Are for Kids, Silly Rabbit 🥕

I fell for it again — the carrot, the compliments, the “we see your brilliance” speech. They knew what to say. And I — with my shiny work ethic and healed inner child — took the bait.

They asked for everything. And I gave it: time, energy, strategy, ganas. But here’s the plot twist: there was no pie 🥧. Just crumbs.

I wasn’t dumb. I was just raised to people-please. And this world? It feeds on that.

🥕 I Was Trained to Be Eager

Some of us weren’t raised to play the game — we were raised to be helpful. We learned how to anticipate needs, impress others, prove we belonged.

So when someone dangles validation or opportunity in front of us, we sprint. Even if it’s a setup. Even if it’s a trick. Because somewhere deep down, we still think maybe this time, we’ll earn our worth.

😩 The Cost of Proving Yourself

• 💸 I lost money chasing their promises
• 🧠 I spent energy strategizing solutions they never planned to implement
• 😔 I questioned my own intuition — again
• 🥥 I blamed myself instead of recognizing the game

They were never confused. They knew I’d deliver. I just didn’t know they never intended to.

🎒 Into Action: Recognize the Game

You’re not broken — you were just raised in a system that confused obedience with goodness. But this isn’t about being “good.” It’s about being sovereign.

Don’t let the bait define you. You’re the whole feast. Next time they wave a carrot, smile — and bake your own damn pie 🥧.

🧃 It Was Never About Business

They used relationship language: “we’re family,” “you’re amazing,” “we value you.” But when pressure hit? They ghosted like amateurs 👻.

This wasn’t just a bad deal — it was betrayal in business clothing. And I’m done dressing my wounds in professionalism.

Tricks are for kids. I’m grown. I see it now.

🇵🇷 Healing in Real Time

I’m not here to stay bitter. I’m here to stay real. I’m not here to prove anything. I’m here to heal.

This is for the smart, heart-led folks who keep getting burned by games they were never taught. You’re not behind. You’re just in a different curriculum. And your ancestors? They see you. They’re proud 🪇🥭.

🩴 Into Action: Throw the Chancla

If you need to scream into a pillow, do it. If your inner child wants to throw a chancla 🩴 at the memory of that fake email — let her fly.

You’re not too emotional. You’re not too late. You’re just awake. That’s what makes you dangerous — and divine.

🥣 Clean Exit, Full Spirit

I’m sweeping the floor with grace. Sipping my dignity like cafecito. And walking forward with my head held high.

No more proving. No more chasing. No more silly rabbit tricks. I’m taking my brilliance elsewhere — where it will be honored and paid.

• 🧽 Floor swept.
• 🥧 Pie reclaimed.
• 🪇 Espíritu intacto.

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