Everybody’s Lying Except you, Huh?!

At some point, you have to laugh.

Because dang…

everybody’s lying?

Your kids?

Your ex-husbands?

Your own siblings?

Everybody did something to you?

But you.. you’re perfect?!

Come on now.

And listen, people lie.

People will lie on your name

and go eat dinner

like nothing happened.

So, I’m not saying people

haven’t done shit to you.

But everything?

Everything has to be about you.

Somebody gets married,

you talk about their marriage.

Somebody stop talking to you,

you need to figure out

who turned them against you.

Nobody turned them against you.

Maybe they got tired of your shenanigans.

People are entitled to fallback.

But when they do…

Oh, they changed.

Okay.

Maybe they did.

Maybe dealing with your ass changed them.

Maybe your energy isn’t

aligned with theirs anymore.

Why do you need an explanation for

someone not wanting to deal with you?

Especially, when deep down,

you already know what happened.

But sometimes it isn’t really

about getting an explanation.

You want to know how much they know.

And most importantly,

how much they might say.

That’s a difference.

Because accountability would require

looking at your own behavior,

and some people would rather go through

an entire family tree before doing that.

It’s the husbands fault.

The wife.

The ex.

The kids.

The sibling.

Anybody but the person telling the story.

And when something serious happens,

somehow that becomes

somebody else’s fault too.

Even the passing of a loved one.

Now you’re reaching.

Especially when there’s a whole history

of how that person was treated while they

were alive that nobody seems to be

interested in discussing.

Interesting how death can make some

people forget their own behavior.

But remember everybody else’s.

I’ll leave that alone.

Don’t hand somebody else

the blame.

When one person has always been expected

to carry the mess, eventually everything

gets thrown in their direction.

Something went wrong…

Their fault.

Somebody stopped speaking?

Their fault.

A relationship changed?

Their fault.

After a while, you’d think one person

was running everybody’s life from

a control room somewhere.

Meanwhile, people are grown and

making their own decisions.

Now you have to pull

other people in the mix.

This one’s gay.

This one’s a prostitute.

This one’s a bad mother.

This one’s a bad father.

Here comes the character sabotage.

But where was all of this energy

when these same people were around you?

Where were all these terrible character flaws

when you were benefiting from the relationship?

You didn’t have much to say then.

But once the relationship ends,

suddenly you’ve got a complete

character analysis.

Oh.

So now they’re a terrible person.

Interesting timing.

Good people don’t need to

entertain sick behaviors.

But as far as wicked people…

they will keep spreading rumors

and worrying about what’s happening

in everybody else’s home.

The real concern is…

They need to pay attention

to what’s happening in their own home.

Because somehow that’s usually

the one house we’re not allowed to discuss.

Funny how privacy becomes important

when the conversation gets too close to home.

But everybody else’s business?

You’re all in it.

It’s crazy how some people around you

don’t call you out on your shit.

But again they do!

Behind closed doors.

They know you have a problem.

You know you have a problem.

Your behavior is disturbing.

And for those that are sitting around

entertaining it isn’t helping you.

Sometimes the very people agreeing

with you are the ones

keeping you stuck in it.

They’ll listen.

They’ll encourage it.

They’ll Ask questions.

Not necessarily because they care

And believe me, they don’t care about you.

Your mess is simply more interesting

than dealing with their own.

Somebody needs to say,

Enough is enough.

Enough worrying about people

who aren’t even dealing with you.

Go tend to yourself.

Because when your dislike for another person

starts taking up that much room in your life,

something is wrong.

And if you have to tear down everybody

who walks away from you just to

protect the version of yourself you

want people to believe…

Eventually, people are going to

notice the real you.

You can’t always control the story.

You can’t control what people will see.

And that right there is what scares you.

This is your safe space.

You’re always welcome here

— Abi Brooklyn