Not being true to yourself ...
Over breakfast today, JJ finally smacked me upside the back of the head. Literally and figuratively. Heather is back in Albuquerque today, dropping Andrew off with his dad so he can finish the school year. I know Charles isn't going to touch her, but I'm worried. But when I brought it up, JJ finally looked at me and said something I've thought for a long time but it was important to hear it from someone else.
- You and Heather haven't been true to yourselves for fifteen years. She was an idiot and married him. You were an idiot for not walking the fuck away. Because of that, the people around you weren't all that true to themselves either. I get that you love each other and that it's not black and white, but it's not just about accepting responsibility, it's about actually being true to yourself.
She's right. If we'd been true to ourselves, Jen wouldn't have been hurt. Cowardice doesn't discriminate though.
Okay, so I'm probably paraphrasing but she got the whole thing right. We haven't been true to ourselves for fifteen years. She never expected to be the woman having an affair. I never expected to be the guy running around with a married woman. But we did it and we were never ashamed of what we did. Once, Heather commented that it was like she was having an affair with Charles and cheating on me ... but that alone demands another definition of us. I also know she cares very deeply for Charles. I may not like the guy, but I get why she does.
The point in the end is that we all deserved better than what we gave each other.
- You and Heather haven't been true to yourselves for fifteen years. She was an idiot and married him. You were an idiot for not walking the fuck away. Because of that, the people around you weren't all that true to themselves either. I get that you love each other and that it's not black and white, but it's not just about accepting responsibility, it's about actually being true to yourself.
She's right. If we'd been true to ourselves, Jen wouldn't have been hurt. Cowardice doesn't discriminate though.
Okay, so I'm probably paraphrasing but she got the whole thing right. We haven't been true to ourselves for fifteen years. She never expected to be the woman having an affair. I never expected to be the guy running around with a married woman. But we did it and we were never ashamed of what we did. Once, Heather commented that it was like she was having an affair with Charles and cheating on me ... but that alone demands another definition of us. I also know she cares very deeply for Charles. I may not like the guy, but I get why she does.
The point in the end is that we all deserved better than what we gave each other.