By Emily H.
Projection is a part of life. We all do it. Even you. You must. Because I do.
We want to “kill” someone at work – suddenly the window washer at the lights is a serial killer looking for unlocked doors.
We have a bad relationship break up and even the cashier at the petrol station is a misogynistic asshole.
Ok so maybe this is paranoia more than projection but you get the point….
My experience of projection (this time at least) involves a challenge, an old school mate, animals once destined for the butchers block and a small fortune of manure. Now before you get to assuming I have some sort of kinky fetish, let me explain……
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