There’s one thing we women do better than anything else - we beat ourselves up.
It doesn’t matter how far we’ve come or what we’ve learned along the way, no one else is harder on us than we are.
We know all too well exactly what we should have done, could have done, would have done differently, and we’re so good at letting ourselves know just exactly how far we’ve fallen short of the mark.
We blame ourselves.
It doesn’t seem to matter what he’s done; we have so much grace for him, all too much understanding for him, and every possible excuse ready for his behavior that deserves just as much if not more of a critique than we give ourselves.
But if it’s him and what he’s done or didn’t do, we’ll forgive him. And understand and even sympathize with him. Continue Reading
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