We have stories we tell ourselves about anything and everything – ourselves, other people and life in general. A personal favourite of mine is the ‘helpless’ story. This one is
– or could have been – mine:
“After 37 years, I decided I deserved better and finally left my marriage.
Of course, it was his fault. I had a list of complaints as long as my arm: everything he said or didn’t say; everything he did or didn’t do – that left me feeling resentful, frustrated, angry and hurt.
People I thought were friends walked away. I felt abandoned. I kept talking about my feelings all the time; I just couldn’t help it. It all seemed so unfair.”