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The Hardest Life Change I Chose
And you should, too.
It’s this.
Being okay with being Collateral Damage.
Some people are mean drunks. The rest are mean sobers.
A lot of them are plain mean when they’re dissatisfied or unhappy.
Over the years, I have gone through people saying unspeakable things to me because I’ve disappointed them in some way or they’re unable to manage their own private emotions.
These people — the ones who go batshit crazy — they say things that can never be forgotten. And these things they say, they hurt for years.
Eventually, either you end up cutting them off from your life. Or you are reduced to carrying a bitter, betrayed heart.
You may be having an okay day, chatting with someone beside the coffee machine, but then suddenly, you’ll remember something mean your ex-best friend said to you. The coffee turns to ash in your mouth and so does the rest of your day.
It’s taken me a very, very long time to just be okay with the fact that I’m nothing but collateral damage in other people’s lives.
And that’s okay.
Because:
- I cannot control other people’s attitudes and life choices.
- Other people’s…
