I like to figure people out. Those who seem like a puzzle holding onto their deepest, darkest secrets like it is the last piece of chocolate make me uncomfortable. When their words don’t match their actions and they aren’t consistent, I don’t trust them. No matter how genuine they may seem on the surface. However trustworthy.
But this post isn’t about them. It is about people I have known and liked for a very long time. But after years of seeing only the best about them, I can see the chinks in their armour and get a glimpse into their core. And it is not good. Hell, it is ugly. Worse, the stereotypes are bang on. What do I do now? It is so ugly it makes me want to cry. I want to shake them hard and scream “You too? Really?”
- Put the peeled layers back and pretend like I saw nothing? That isn’t hard, you know
Cut myself off but pretend like everything is ok till it is convenient for me?
Avoid all situations which demand proximity? After all, it is a busy life and avoiding someone isn’t that hard.
It is sad when heroes and mentors fall from their pedestal. When adulthood means being let down one more time.