Pointing the finger is a way of sidestepping your own accountability, where your actions speak of years of deceit and lies. If you put that finger down, you would have to acknowledge the dozens of indiscretions, distortions, and false narratives you’ve presented to others.
Posting the most intimate feelings about a relationship on social media is one of the least endearing things I can imagine a man doing to a woman he claims to love. For years I asked him to talk to me directly. Instead, the pattern remained the same…blah, blah, blah…(yawn…)
When a man feels emasculated…he dodges his own truth in order to avoid accountability.
There has been zero transformation; therefore, there is nothing to reconcile to. The cycle has repeated itself so many times over the years that it has become entirely predictable and, quite frankly, boring. (Another yawn…).
Exaggerating a personal narrative to elicit sympathy from an audience may garner attention, but authenticity requires truth, accountability, and the willingness to communicate directly rather than through a carefully crafted public narrative and attack that is skewed, purposeful, laughable and boring. The “Woe is me” mindset is old.
I finally arrived at the stage of acceptance six months ago…
Acceptance isn’t pretending the hurt never happened. Acceptance is finally recognizing that “nothing changes if nothing changes.”
The veteran actor of whom I speak is known for his chameleonic ability, seamlessly transforming into completely unrecognizable characters with every new relationship…
Take a bow…(Last yawn…)
Love,
Wendy
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