Ever notice how people who blame are never accountable for their own ill choices, will never admit what they did to create such polarization?
It’s all my fault my ex made such horrible choices. I am a horrible, bad person and I held a gun to his head so that he would make every bad choice and do every bad thing he ever did to anyone including me. However, in the midst of illness and loss, I removed myself and yet… he continues to blame me, even called me a few weeks ago to say “I just went to the casino and lost six hundred bucks because of you.” Oh, blame.
Ever notice how people who blame get so all up in their blame game, they can never even apologize for initiating all the grief in the first place?
I’ts all my fault that certain family members decided things about me without ever even getting to know who I am or asking me what happened. Apparently anyone else’s account but mine will do of the highly dramatic and falsely created situation. Even if I share what verbal and written abuses I endured from adults, I am still wrong. I am still the bad one. It’s all my fault they behaved so nastily to me because I also held a gun to their heads to force them to do so.
Ever notice how that one finger pointing outward always means three are pointing right back at oneself?
It’s all my fault that my long time friend deceived me while chasing childish dreams with my ex. Fatal Attraction has nothing on the sneaky, sly ways of my nearly two decades friend who was so cunning, she had the nerve, after being exposed for what she is, to write a letter to ME saying “you are of no character value.” I’m sure that’s probably my fault, too, I likely deserved it because I likely held a gun to her head too so that she would treat me so cruelly.
Ever notice how blame creates gangs of “like thinking” mentality, need for acceptance being the key to the “in club?”
Ever notice how fast time goes and how short life is?