![]() Jermaine Dupri's verse reinforces Usher's confidence and control, describing the attention he receives from women and his financial success. He is in complete control of the situation and can get what he wants from his partner. Usher brags about his ability to make his partner want him despite whatever else may be going on in her life. The lyrics suggest that his style is unique and incomparable to others who may be trying to emulate him. He is confident in his abilities to satisfy his female partner and seems to enjoy the power that comes with that control. Usher sings about doing what he wants and doing it his way, without concern for anyone else's opinion or desires. It’s sick."My Way" by Usher is a song about personal freedom, control, and sexual prowess. ![]() But Johnny depp is a malignant narcissist, a man, and wealthy as all get out. Vilified and not believed, regardless of what any abuse survivor could recognize as a fellow survivor instantly. While the last thing survivors need is more blame, our society supports a narrative that blames the objectively innocent party because the blatantly guilty party has spent their entire lives fabricating a persona and we’re just being human, and human psychology is quite counterintuitive especially in the context of trauma. Never actually understand, even if they try, because all they see is you, on fire, screaming about the arsonist that no one ever sees, and who has been spreading lies about your alleged mental instability, deceptive personality, etc. Anyways, I especially relate to her midnights becoming afternoons, complex PTSD often leads to this phenomenon, whether due to purposeful sleep deprivation by the abuser, or just hyper vigilance associated with the PTSD, along with the fear of facing people, especially your loved ones, who funny how you say the words domestic violence, abuse, abuse survivor and boom the subject changes. The abuser has no anxieties, no emotional pain, or salience/memory for that matter, so the survivor appears to be the crazy one, obsessed with the abuse and that buzzword that seems to ignite arguments about diagnosing people without a degree, etc. I believe this is another amazingly on point and nuanced commentary on the insanity that follows emotionally abusive relationships. (I do anything, anything you want me to do) My way, my way (I do any and everything you want to, ohh) She keeps running back to see me do it (she keeps running back to me) She had to have it every chance that she could getĬlip that, you can get mad if you want to She likes it my way (ooh), my way (do it, do it) Shot gun in my drop havin' fun with the don, system bassin'Ĭonversation about how she be chasin' me (see what I mean?)Īnd facin' me sayin' give it to me now, baby So from this day forth you know I'm all about heatĪnd she know like he know, you don't see her like I see her I'm pullin' all stops, lockin' down all spots (what? And) So forget it lil midget, my mind on seven digitsīefore I pay heaven's skies a visit, now dig it (yo, yo, yo, yo) New kicks, it's all in the mix (that's right) ![]() She likes it my way (my way), my way (ohh-oh)īad-ass señoritas, two-seaters with kicks You can get mad if you want to (you can get mad if you want to) She beeps me, whenever she wanna get freaky Or trying to do what I'm doing, but you can't 'Cause all y'all other (look) out there doing what I'm doing ![]() Yo, see it's rare that you find people like us, ha
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