...or, how the innocent can become guilty if they aren't careful.
You looked at the chicken. I know you did. Everyone does.
Since chicken pictures are (usually) fairly amoral, I'll use a different example.
Random guy says something dirty to me out of the blue. My fault? No, not at all. But let's see how I can make it my fault!
Respond in kind.
Do some mental wallowing.
Come back to the comments later.
Hang around a guy who's a repeat offender.
It would be so easy to take his comments and run with them, then pin as much responsibility on him as I could. And what would my excuse be? "He messed me up!"
No. I messed myself up. If I convince myself that it's not my fault, what does that tell me?
That the blame is solely his. <--- lie.
That I couldn't have resisted. <--- lie.
That I can't do better next time. <--- lie.
That there won't be consequences. <--- lie.
The further I wander from blame, in my mind... the harder everything will be when the chickens come home to roost. And you'd better not look at them when they do.
You looked at the chicken. I know you did. Everyone does.
Since chicken pictures are (usually) fairly amoral, I'll use a different example.
Random guy says something dirty to me out of the blue. My fault? No, not at all. But let's see how I can make it my fault!
Respond in kind.
Do some mental wallowing.
Come back to the comments later.
Hang around a guy who's a repeat offender.
It would be so easy to take his comments and run with them, then pin as much responsibility on him as I could. And what would my excuse be? "He messed me up!"
No. I messed myself up. If I convince myself that it's not my fault, what does that tell me?
That the blame is solely his. <--- lie.
That I couldn't have resisted. <--- lie.
That I can't do better next time. <--- lie.
That there won't be consequences. <--- lie.
The further I wander from blame, in my mind... the harder everything will be when the chickens come home to roost. And you'd better not look at them when they do.