Thought: It struck her one day - no one in the world who knew her for the person she is, loved her very much. They actually despised most of who she was.
Saving grace: She was known for her sudden demonstrations of real affection. She gave everyone she held near her heart, a rare but severe show of true compassion. Rare, yes. But enough for them to fight.
Fight very hard.
Fight against all that she was, on ordinary days, for those special days. They had to fight to love her despite.
Monster maker: Everyone was aware that any real flaw in their character was brought about by her. They were sure that they would never behave the way they did when she drove them crazy, when she made them mad. It was her fault, she made monsters out of them all.
They still held on. They still forgave her, accepted her apologies, her lack of apologies, her smile and the sudden boomerang of happiness she threw their way. But they knew, it wouldn’t be long till they’d had enough.
So the question really was.
Question: Do we tell her now? Or do we wait, for another unpleasant day, to say goodbye.
So: Self-destruction can be brought on through others.
