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Over the course of two days, three people opined that they didn’t like the sort of person I’ve become.
“What sort of person is that?” I asked them all, coolly, which was probably a mistake as they were more than happy to count the ways in which my appearance, personality and behavior had disappointed them.
One conversation took place on the phone, a ninety-minute rant by my parents which left me as drained of spirit as I was of cell phone battery. The other came about during a negotiation with the ex over child care arrangements. In both cases, the precipitating factor seemed to be the fact that I did not give them what they wanted.
I have a tendency to listen stoically when people rant. It’s folly to argue with someone on a rampage, and addressing their misconceptions point by point both exhausts me and allows the argument to barrel away in uncontrollable spirals. I let them talk until they’ve worn themselves down. When the anger passes, sometimes they’re more susceptible to reason.
Not always. But sometimes.
While my parents’ diatribe focused on their wish for alone-time with the children, the ex’s reiterated his frustration that I’d that I’d “given up” on our marriage too soon, thereby destroying our family. These are songs with refrains as familiar to me as lullabies. I know the words like they were sung to me in the womb.
So I think it’s time for me to do something I’ve never done before. I think it’s time to cut off these discussions.
My parents have made it perfectly clear that they’d like to watch the children unattended. I won’t allow this. So really, is there any reason to continue having the discussion?
My ex feels better believing that I gave up on our marriage and thereby destroyed our family. My thoughts on the topic are different, but that hardly matters. Is there any reason to continue having this discussion?
I don’t think so.
My patience for stoic listening has worn thin. It’s time to tell them I’m done.



