
I've come to the realization that its been approximately 2+ weeks of daily fighting, with few exceptions.
I don't think I can be blamed if I just don't want to anymore.
So it just feels like he's picking a fight with me, and my normal indignant response at whatever accusations and arguments are being carefully (or not) aligned, organized, and fired at me, is dormant.
And each time, I can't help but ask:
Why do you want to fight me so badly?
Is there some kind of demand for retribution or satisfaction I don't see?
Probably.
So as much as it means to me, I avoid him until the hurricane of hurt and misunderstanding blows over.
I hope.
But its not that I don't think his feelings and points aren't valid, its that the extraneous details - the name calling, the finger-pointing - that try to pin down fault exclusively on one half I loathe.
Fighting won't get us anywhere, so stop trying to move upstream without a paddle.
We are not enemies. Stop acting like it. You're not a victim.
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