Who am I? What brought me here? These are questions I have been pondering.
Lately, I have been analyzing my Pyrrhic victories. At what staggering cost did each win gain me? Were they worth it afterall?
I've always had an affinity toward George W. Bush's "You're either with us or against us...". I personally adapted that to... "You're either with me or against me!"
Say I have a grudge against someone. I'll be goddamn if YOU (my so called "friend") is gonna go make idle chit chat with that person. It's a question of loyalty. God help you if you become disloyal to me!
Now is this really sane? In my mind, I can perfectly justify this policy. But when did relationships with our friends/ ex-friends become battlefields? All it does is create cheap thrills, unnecessary drama, and longlasting harm.
Somewhere DEEP inside, a knowing inner voice has sighed for quite some time. It typically goes.. "Oh, Brett... you can be a better person than this!" With my emotions running the show, I typically ignored any self scolding. Even though I knew I was in the wrong.
Well, after much soul searching... I am coming around. That old Brett was a relic of the past. I summarily tossed that piece of junk on a trash pile. Brett 2.0 should be a MUCH improved model.