Sometimes people may need to hate me (or other me, or exclude me, or blame me, or roast me) in order to get through what they’re struggling with. They’ve faced all they can. They can’t carry one more burden. They need to offload it onto someone else. …and here I am.
If that’s where they are, I can understand that. I’ve been there.
I can absorb that in love.
I can carry that for them.
That feels loving.
That feels like me.
“I hear you. I see that I can be that way sometimes.”
(thick, stupid, pigheaded, arrogant, insensitive, careless, selfish, self-important, distracted, inefficient, forgetful, near-sighted, woo-woo)
“Tell me more. I want to know you.”