Don’t we just love some mental gymnastics?
Yesterday, I finally cleared a backlog of comments left on my YouTube videos. The earliest ones were from almost a year ago!
This morning I received another reply from a chap who retorted
“I believe in myself very deeply. But allowing myself to be forgiven is rough.”
What did I say? “Those two don’t work together. You need to pick one.”
I know for myself, I’ve always wanted to cushion the blow of admitting certain things.
I’ve minimised.
I’ve shrugged things off.
I’ve denied numerous feelings out of nervousness.
Here’s the truth though, the times I’ve shifted the most are as a result of hearing the things I’ve avoided. We don’t really want to hear the truth but we know it’s good for us. Eventually!
I could have pussyfooted around and been all soft and sympathetic but I went for the direct, succinct approach and planted my reply. The philosophy graduate in me knows you can’t live well and simultaneously accept blatant contradictions.
Show me someone who tries to get away with such behaviour and I will show you someone who’s stuck. He even admits it without admitting it.
And, believe me, I am not standing in hostility and ridicule. It is rough owning up to one’s own responsibility.
I chose to behave as I did with my ex.
This chap chose to behave in the way he did, whatever his circumstances.
Don’t let yourself off the hook. There’s no virtue in that.
Instead, own up and start to inhabit your own strength.