You Must Be Deluded

The guy from the prior post reached out to me to talk again about his marriage which wasn’t really the sort of conversation I wanted to have with him…again.


Because he provided me with a long list of reasons why he should be able to continue doing as he is doing and how it is of benefit to everyone.

Except I don’t buy what he is selling and I already told him that.

It is delusional, misguided, foolish, foolhardy and I don’t believe it is going to work. Of course none of that is my business and I haven’t any desire to tell him any of this.

Do I have a choice in the matter?

Sure, I don’t have to be honest. I can lie and use the same story he is weaving to try and convince himself he is in the right.

It reminds me of being forced to eat shrimp for the sake of being polite. I can do it, but I have significant trouble not making faces while I do it.

Shrimp is the cockroach of the sea and no matter how you cook, season and deliver it to my stomach I feel like I just forced something horrible where it doesn’t belong.

But I also understand why someone might try to lie to themselves or perhaps not recognize the lie they are telling. Sometimes people repeat a story so many times they almost come to believe it.

Anyhoo, I managed to keep him focused on things other than his marriage so I didn’t have to worry about whether I should or should not try to tell him what I think. Better for him to figure it out without me and if on the off chance I am wrong I don’t have to worry about guilt.

Of course if I feel like I did or do something for the right reasons guilt isn’t something I have to worry about so there is that, but we’ll save that conversation for a different day.

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