“Shh”, can I let you in on a secret? Promise you won’t tell?
I was involved with someone else. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t resist. He was my everything. Before I knew it, we began a torrid affair. I know, I know–but he had me convinced he was different than all the rest.
Was I ever duped.
Since he has the reputation of getting around, perhaps you’ve entered a relationship with this pitiful creature–
The whole relationship started innocently enough. I was frustrated at a turn of events that appeared unfair, and he just “happened” to be there. He stood beside me during my difficulty, when others seemed to express little concern over my circumstances.
He was the exception. It was as if he knew me. I mean, really knew me. He listened with his gaze focused and he ears alert to my grumbling and complaining and frequent bellyaches.
Occasionally, he interjected words of encouragement to my discouragement. He assured me I had every right to feel the way I did.
My ego felt satisfied by his sweet nothings. I was comforted to know someone finally understood my pain. No one else had encouraged me this way. On the other hand, it was as if my so called “friends” tried to discourage my persistent negativity. They would throw out calculated glib expressions like, “You will get through this, Josie.”
Get through it? Really? That was the best they could offer? My life was is in the toilet and all they have are pep-phrases of encouragement? Easy for you to say since my misfortune does not really make a difference in your life. You haven’t had to leave everything you love to go down a path that was not of your choosing.
How dare you minimize my situation with such a pathetic response.
About that time, Pity desired to take our relationship to the next level.
He began to pursue me on a regular basis. He would sneak over to my place of employment and other places that should have been off limits. He filled me with explosive emotions.
He completed me.
Deep down I knew it was wrong to continue on with this tumultuous relationship. We were a destructive pair. But, it felt kind of good and horrible at the same time. You know what I mean?
Soon, I stopped feeling remorse over his advances.
Eventually, I crossed the line when I invited him into my home.
I gave him a space of his own in my heart.
He began to change though once he moved in. It was as if he wanted more than this little space. He attempted to invade other areas of my heart, demanding my undivided attention.
He wanted all of me.
He no longer completed me; he actually depleted me.
I began to avoid him when he entered the room. Oh, he would really get ugly when I ignored him.
I finally came to my senses and told him he needed to move out. How could I have been so stupid? I should have known.
What a mess I made.
Let me give you a piece of advice on the other side of pity. It is not worth it. It will suck the life right out of you if you do not walk away from this extreme form of selfishness right here and now.
It will drain you. Run from its gaze. Pull away from its advances.
I became reacquainted with a dear friend recently. He actually was there when I was all alone to pick up the pieces of my self-created mess.
He listens to me. He encourages me to come to HIM when I am discouraged. He helps me in ways that no one else has before. He is faithful.
He doesn’t drain me; he actually has my best interest at heart.
He completes me.
His reputation precedes him–this selfless man with whom I love…