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The Importance of Owning Your Sh*t
It matters even more than the right apology.
Her husband won’t apologize for cheating on her — twice now. Says everything’s her fault. For working too late. Making him lonely at night. Not taking care of her skin. Gaining too much weight, then losing too much. Throwing away his drugs. What a monster.
Poor guy. Driven into an affair by his abusive wife, who doesn’t even have the decency to look like a supermodel.
The strangest part? He refuses to talk about divorce.
He just wants to keep cheating on his wife, and making her feel bad about it. This situation doesn’t bother him at all. I guess he’s getting everything he wants, so screw her.
Now here’s a perfect example of someone who doesn’t own his shit. Although I don’t think he really deserves happiness, he’s got to be better off alone than constantly justifying his actions. And yet, that’s part of his denial. He thinks he still loves her. He has to believe so. Otherwise, he’d have to confront what a terrible human he is. Of course, he doesn’t have to stay like that. But he probably will. And it will consume him from the inside out.
