I'm a reasonably smart cookie I like to think. I used to work in a business that was at sometimes quite contractual and not particularly nice but "It was business" of course. I know that people can be arseholes and I realise that they don't care about me but yet it affects me that somoene whom I've known for quite a while would turn on me.
Yesterday was really horrific, I felt dreadful and for why? I don't know, the world closed in on me and didn't let me operate closing down my brain and my body. It was a meltdown of sorts and I knew I should have done something but also knew that it would have been bad for me to do.
Having blitzed through that, working my way through and making myself be active rather than sit in a self induced sulk with the black cloud over my head I find myself back thinking about it all and it depends how I look at things as to how I feel about them. I find that the thing that I cannot comprehend, the thing that isn't logical or makes any sort of sense is in fact the thing that is troubling me. That is why. Why pursue something in such a way as to play all your cards at once, to go "all in" and have no back stop, no trump card, no get out of jail free card? Why would you do that? I would always have a plan that had a back door in it or many avenues of extraction because you don't always win, because often the first attack is parried and so you have a strategy surely.
I cannot see what his strategy is. It's a strange mixture of attacks from different angles but none of it is joined up, none of it is coherent, cohesive if you like. The bottom line is that all these attacks and all these strange parables actually have no reflection or bearing on the reality of the situation. Diametrically so, the arguments are as a result of their own actions some time ago and that's the strange thing. If you took a calculated decision, some time ago and set that out and then acted on it, who's decision is it? Who metaphorically pulled the trigger so to speak and for what purpose? Once that action had been executed and put in place the reality slowly dawned that not only was it incorrect but it was also pretty terminal.
Now, I would have left myself an opening right there. But oh no, rather than throw hands up and say my mistake, apologies, make up and move on. They want to fight and make it my fault. They are doing the Celebrity Lister shouting that it's someone else's fault.
That's the thing isn't it, not just the betrayal in the first place, not that they've painted themselves into a corner, not big enough to own up to it, they explode with anger and resentment towards the very person who would have rescued them had they only humbled themselves and asked. The bottom line here is it is affecting me really badly and yet I know that it shouldn't do that. It's not my problem, it is firmly theirs but call me old fashioned if you like but it does affect me that they would choose to be like this when a phone call would have sorted this out all those months ago. Not for want of trying on my side, they would put the phone down or just not answer.
I must stop doing this to myself, it's all in my head and because it is (or was) a threat, it engages my INTJ brain to work out all the various paths this could take.