My heart is heavy this morning after having a really hard come to Jesus talk with someone that matters to me. Friends did this for me in 2013 and it hurt, I recoiled, but I saw the intent and worked on it later when I had my bandwidth back. It did take self work and therapy.
Last night, someone I cared for and I got into an ugly yelling match and when I got up to leave he asked me not to, we calmed down enough to continue, and I laid it out on the table. Not to rip him apart, but to show him his blind spots because I know he’s a smart person with a good heart and he could do better and be happier if he has awareness over what’s weighing him down and takes steps to address them. I didn’t care if he shot the messenger, and this morning it seems like he did.
I’m also in a weird place for another reason. There’s some weird timing running into someone I had a falling out with almost a year ago and being in the process of reconciling with them, and then not even 24 hours later having this brutal talk with someone else only for them to drop me. I’m happy to get a friend back, I’m sad to lose another.