I started counselling and the counsellor told me I'm very hard on myself. I see that as taking responsibility for where I've mucked up.
I got married to a chap even though there were hundreds of red flags 🚩🚩🚩🚩 in fact they were glittering and on fire. It ended in great acrimony. I then had a ONS with a man 12 years younger and tried to turn it into a relationship and was a sobbing mess when he didn't want the same.
Then flirting with the window cleaner and hairdresser followed by going out with a married chap and then a long relationship with an emotional bully.
All over now and lessons learned. I didn't know about these: 🚩🚩🚩 I thought problems would iron themselves out but they didn't. I can see I was the architect of my own destruction. Very obvious.
No intention of dating again. All this happened before my 40th birthday, happy birthday to me. My present 🎁 to myself is freedom from idiots.
Where do you think taking responsibility blurs into being hard on yourself?