An Emotional Conundrum
I have a dilemma. There is this one relative that I have, and let’s just say that he was unceremoniously evicted from his family due to his own fault. Whatever happened between him and his family was not my business. Still, I felt sorry for him. So, I took it up to myself to try and be a friend to him, if only to help him through dealing with what happened to his family.
The problem started when he tried to tell me his side of the story. It was originally my idea. I thought that if I knew what his side was, I might better understand him and all the events that had happened. Instead, when I got his next text message, all I got was how his family was cold towards him, how he felt disrespected as the head of the family. I admit, I was actually expecting some sort of remorse, or even a confession that he actually admits he wronged his family. The way he portrayed himself as a poor under-appreciated, mistreated father was just too much for me.
See, I had lived with him and his family for some time in the past. I have heard all the stories of his “escapades,” as well as the version of the story from his wife and kids. I have even seen some of his transgressions with my own eyes. I understand that he tries to make himself believe that he had been the best father he can be if only to alleviate his guilt, but please don’t take me for a fool. Now, I try hard to ignore his “pitiable” situation, so he texts me, just to keep myself from replying with something that I would regret later.
I am not so sure if I have done the right thing, or if it would have been better if I hadn’t done anything at all. I was trying to help a man go through a tough time in his life, but it is another matter to try to make himself look the injured party just to make himself feel better about all of it. I have seen him amidst his transgressions but never breathed a word about it to him. I tried to understand him, even decided to try and bridge the gap between him and his children. But to make me look like an idiot, that is just low!
I am not a perfect person. I have my times of weaknesses, but I try my hardest not to console myself by painting a different picture of me to others. I am just mad. I feel betrayed; my faith in that person was horribly shattered because he can be such a good person, yet he chose to be a hypocrite. Now I have no clear idea just what to do, or to feel.

















































