You don’t know the real villain, I do.
You’re gonna roll your eyes, but no I’m not spelling it out on here. We have to talk about this in real life…
You might need to take breaks in between. You might need to set aside some time to process it. It’s not for a random quick call. It’s not for a rekindled romantic night that we want to enjoy each other’s company in…
It’s like… when we’ve really settled in again this time. And we’ve built up the trust and comfort and routines…
Then?
Are you ready to hear it?
Are you ready to learn who the real villain was, at that time?
…
I don’t think they even think they’re the villain.
But in my mind, from my perspective.
My Truth.
…
You can’t guess this intuitively.
Don’t try and get a ouija board and try to spell out the name…
Because…
It’s not fair to try to short cut your reactions that way.
Let me tell you, face to face.
Experience your own reactions.
Experience this in your body, when you hear it from my lips.
Look in my eyes when I tell you.
And I’m not telling you if you’re wearing contacts.
…
Whatever arises — anger, jealousy, bitterness.
Maybe, even, “I KNEW IT” —
I don’t know… but experience it. Wait to experience it.
Don’t try to predict this.
You only get one moment to hear this Truth.
You only get to grasp what’s happening in your body’s reactions, in that moment. Precisely as it unfolds when I tell you.
…
I will hold that space for you.
I’ve had many years to process this context, of what happened…
They’re not a “Villain” now, okay. Of course not.
Well and truly reformed and neutral.
What else can I say about it?
Nobody knows the extent of the context of why, from my perspective, they were the Villain.
…
That’s enough writing for now.
I want to see you in person.
I want to hold hands, hug and kiss you.
I want to smile and cuddle with you.
I want to tell you to your face that I love you.
