It's all about Me
I was going along just fine when I was struck in th back of the head by me. Oh, I had always had some suspicions of me but this was much different. I was looking in the mirror at me and knew in that moment that me was an insidious and internal enemy. I knew that me was out to get revenge, although, I didn’t know why.
Casting back in my life I can see now that all of my problems were caused by me. No matter how I tried when I looked at what had gone wrong, I found me looking back. I know now that I have always been sabotaged by me. All the opportunities missed; all the times I could have been so much more – gone never to return. In every case I could see me behind it.
In all those years I never stood up to me. I tried a few times but I was talked out of it by me..
“Its not my fault. You didn’t try hard enough.” I heard me say.
Don’t bring you into this.” I told me. “He is what others call us. He is not us.”
There was silence then I heard me say, “It really isn’t my fault. I is the subject. Me is, on the other hand, just an object. An object is that on which the action takes place. I does it to me. Not the other way around.”
I thought about that.
“Confusion is the biggest strategy that I see me using.” I said. “But enough of that, I am just getting mixed up and nothing is changed in the end.”
I thought and thought. He knew that there was no real answer to me. He had to cut me totally out of the picture. I had caught me in too many lies. From now on I would only accept communication from me in writing.
Of course, I was assailed by me first with pleading and then with threats.. I was on moved by me’s antics and to this day I have not spoken with me. Oh, I gets letters from me but returns them unopened.
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