Choices

It’s that cold dark lonely time of year when I am traditionally dumped by family, lovers and churches.

Well, let's look at that. Yes, it is dark. But not all the time, and when the sun is shining it’s the most beautiful time for road trips to the mountains that I love. When it’s cloudy as well. Also, it is only cold getting to and from the car, which is plugged in and warms fast. Hardly a hardship. An inconvenience if anything. Statistically, historically, the car breaks down or get’s stuck 0% of the time and sees a mechanic 4 times a year for a check-up and is operated by a professional driver trainer. Me. A reliable 4-wheel drive Toyota with new snow tires.

Loneliness is the consequence of saying no one loves me. The reason that’s not true, reasonably, is that I love myself. Hanging with my best friend. Me.

It’s also reasonable to get rejected by those who have nothing to offer. They lied by saying or implying that they do have communication, companionship and sex to offer in order to get stuff: admiration, orgasms, money and materials or just the satisfaction of fucking with your head.

Communication companionship and sex are created and improved by talking to strangers and asking for what you want. If they have nothing to offer they dump you, saving face by blaming you, then smearing you to all your friends.

So, since I don’t have secret mind powers to control others, I can’t possibly be to blame since asking for what I want is the secret recipe for satisfaction which is the purpose of life. They have 3 choices. Put up with the tension of improving a relationship, asserting for change as well or rejecting me. I can’t control which they choose, I can’t control the stock market either.

The church, ashram, temple are made up of people with nothing to offer. Certainly not communication companionship or consensual adult sex. The gods they worship are equally inept.

It’s that cold dark lonely time of year when I am traditionally dumped by family, lovers and churches. Turns out that this happens at ALL times of the year, I just ignore it when the birds and butterflies are arriving from Mexico.

So the secret to dealing with the disappointment and loss of being lied to by scammers is to ignore them and focus on more satisfying activities?

I may have fewer choices but I still have some.

Being a scapegoat isn’t one of them.