If it looks like crazy
acts like crazy
seems like crazy
Crazy people act out. Is there someone in your family, among your friends or at work that’s acting out? Are you blaming yourself?
Do not think it is your fault. A duck being a duck has nothing to do with you. Same with crazy.
Do not waste time wishing things were different. They aren’t. A duck is always going to be a duck. It can never be, say, a cat.
Understanding this can be liberating to a degree that you can only imagine.
No more wasting time bemoaning the impossible.
A duck is a duck is a duck.
This is a corollary to the adage: when someone tells you who they are, believe them.
Because crazy is plain as day.
I’ve always been way ahead of the curve when it comes to noticing “crazy.” My “cray-dar” pings instantly.
When I say “crazy” I’m not talking about garden-variety mental illness. I’m talking about the kind of crazy that attempts to destroy others in their own self-interest.
For years I’ve been watching a crazy person act out. Repeatedly. Hurting people all around. And no one says a word, even people with apparent clout. People whose reputations are being tarnished this very minute.
Yeah, crazy is crazy. When you see it? Steer clear. No matter what it takes.
It’s not contagious. But it stinks up the room.
The bloom was off that rose long ago.
I won’t call you out directly. But I’ve watched you try to ruin the lives of others.
Fortunately, I prevented you from ruining mine by being more clever than you. At least in this one instance. But you tried. You did.
I used to have compassion for you, but given the number of bodies you’ve left in your wake, everything you’ve destroyed, or tried to destroy, I don’t any longer. I’d like to. But I don’t. It’s hard to access compassion now, although I know I should.
I do pray that you get help.
So, dear readers, here’s the thing: Women, especially, tend to moan, “What did I do wrong? Why is he doing this?”
Many women go directly to “it’s my fault.”
I’m here to tell you that you do not have to own what is not yours to own.
It’s not always about you.
It’s not your fault.
Sometimes people are just batshit crazy.
And that is a fact.