I'm struggling to with the delicate balance between being honest, being humble, and having boundaries.
The re-writing of the history sounds like this: You always did this, you never did that, etc. Grand exaggerations.
And I know, sometimes, it feels like DB is a alot of psycho-babble. Validate, don't judge, listen, don't fix, attract rather than coerce, invite rather than indict.
Whatever happened to right and wrong? Commitments? Promises? Hope? Faith? Love? Grace? Forgiveness?
Let me vent: Sometimes it sounds like I'm supposed to transform myself into someone interesting enough to attract my wife and keep her needs satisfied. Until when? Until she fucking finds someone else to meet her new "felt needs".
Welcome to the 21st century, gentlemen.
I need to ride my steed, draw my sword and go find me some goblins to kill.
