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Stolen Consequences.

  • cynthiafoustvenner
  • Jan 15, 2021
  • 1 min read

Have you ever stolen something? If you answered no, you might want to think again.


Sometimes, when we love someone so much, we steal their consequences.


We cover for them, we don't let them fail, we go the extra mile because they couldn't, or wouldn't.


Time and time again, we throw them a life preserver.


A second chance, third, fourth...


We make excuses, we blame ourselves.


But in the meantime, WE fail.


We are now drowning. We are now begging for help and our cries are being met with deaf ears.


We fail ourselves because we take on the burden of their consequences. We take on the stress that wasn't intended for us. That shouldn't be for us to bear.


Just because you are a couple, doesn't mean you need to own your partners mistakes, their choices, and their faults.


Sometimes we need to, we must, let them fail.


Fail epically.


So that they can learn.


So that they know what it feels like to drown.


We can't be the teacher though, life must be the teacher.


The consequences must be the teacher.


Their choices must be felt by them.


Lived. Experienced. Suffered.


It is hard to see someone you care about fumble and floundering, but they need to learn.


They need to know what is acceptable and what isn't.


Sometimes this lesson is learned too late.


But, it will eventually be learned.


Break the cycle.


Save yourself, you deserve it.


Xoxo,

C.



 
 
 

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