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Wisdom From a Woman Who Has Had Enough

I Did the Inner Work. Unfortunately, Now I Can See Everyone Else’s Bullshit.

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There’s a particularly inconvenient side effect of personal growth.

You start noticing shit.

And not just the obvious shit. I’m talking about the subtle, professionally packaged, emotionally gift-wrapped bullshit that you used to just accept without a second thought.

You know, the kind that comes disguised as concern. The kind that sounds like advice but feels a whole lot like control. The kind that makes you question yourself even when you know damn well what happened.

Apparently, self-awareness comes with enhanced bullshit detection. Sounds great right?

Congratulations. You’re Self-Aware. Now What?

When I started doing the inner work, I genuinely thought the goal was to become a better version of myself.

More patient. More understanding. Less reactive. More emotionally intelligent.

You know, all those wonderful qualities that look fantastic on a Pinterest quote.

And I really worked at it.

I learned to recognize my triggers. Question my assumptions. Take responsibility for my reactions. Apologize without attaching a 17-page explanation about why I behaved the way I did. (I proudly have decreased it to 17 paragraphs with bullet points.)

I learned that being hurt doesn’t automatically make me right, and being angry doesn’t give me permission to be an asshole.

That’s growth.

But, alongside the personal growth and self love journey, I started noticing something.

The more accountability I practiced, the more I noticed when it was missing everywhere else.

Oh.

Well, isn’t that a fun little plot twist?

The Audacity of Expecting You to Do All the Work

Here’s something I’ve come to understand:

Most people absolutely love and support your healing journey.

As long as your “healing” makes you easier to deal with.

They love when you learn patience because now they’ll expect you to tolerate more.

They love when you develop empathy because now you’ll understand all the reasons they behave the way they do.

They love when you learn emotional regulation because now your calmness can be used as an excuse to avoid addressing the important issues.

But boundaries?

Accountability?

When you finally have the courage to say, “I understand why you feel that way, but your feelings don’t excuse your behavior”?

Suddenly your personal growth has become a problem.

Interesting.

Apparently, healing was supposed to make you more accommodating, not more discerning.

My mistake. I must have missed that chapter.

Understanding Someone Doesn’t Mean Excusing Them

This one took me a while.

Because when you’re somebody who genuinely wants to understand people, you can become exceptionally talented at explaining away behavior that hurts you.

Maybe they’re struggling.

Maybe they’ve experienced trauma.

Maybe they’re afraid.

Maybe they’re doing the best they can with the tools they have.

And you know what?

All of those things might be true.

But here’s another truth that deserves equal consideration:

Someone can have a perfectly understandable reason for their behavior and still be responsible for changing it.

Understanding isn’t a lifetime membership to the Excuse Club.

Empathy doesn’t require self-abandonment.

And compassion doesn’t mean volunteering to be the emotional punching bag at somebody else’s healing retreat.

I’ve spent enough time examining my own behavior to know that having a reason for doing something doesn’t automatically make it acceptable.

That standard applies to me.

It also applies to everyone else.

Funny how equality works, isn’t it?

Self-Awareness Isn’t a Superiority Complex

Before somebody runs off to tell the internet that I’ve declared myself the Grand Supreme Empress of Emotional Intelligence, let me clarify something.

I still get shit wrong.

I still have moments when my emotions outrun my common sense. My common sense needs cardio.

Sometimes I recognize my reaction was inappropriate approximately three business days after the fact.

I’m a work in progress, not a finished product.

The difference is that I’m willing to look at those moments.

Even when it’s uncomfortable.

Especially when it’s uncomfortable.

Because real self-awareness isn’t believing you’re better than other people.

It’s developing the ability to question yourself without automatically condemning yourself. Also- still got some work to do here. My most toxic self-sabotage is how I talk about myself, to myself, and outloud.

Self-Awareness is recognizing that you can extend that same compassion to others without abandoning your own standards.

You Don’t Have to Unsee What You’ve Learned

One of the strangest parts of growth is realizing that some of the things you once accepted no longer make sense to you.

Conversations feel different.

Old patterns become obvious.

Excuses that once sounded reasonable start sounding like reruns of a show you’ve already watched 47 times.

At times I find myself missing the days when I didn’t notice so much.

Ignorance really did have some excellent benefits.

But awareness isn’t something you can conveniently put back in the box.

Once you understand the difference between conflict and manipulation, between compassion and enabling, between accountability and blame, you begin making different choices.

Not necessarily dramatic choices.

Not every realization requires a confrontation, a breakup, or an inspirational announcement featuring a sunset.

Sometimes growth is simply recognizing the pattern and deciding you’re no longer participating.

Quietly.

Consistently.

Without submitting a formal resignation letter from the Department of Other People’s Bullshit.

And That’s the Real Audacity

The real audacity isn’t that other people have flaws.

We all do.

It’s that some people will expect you to continually examine yours while treating theirs as nonnegotiable personality features.

And the moment you stop participating in that arrangement, they’ll act like you’ve changed.

Well, yes.

That was quite literally the point.

I didn’t spend years learning to recognize unhealthy patterns just to become better at tolerating them.

I didn’t learn accountability so I could carry everybody else’s.

And I certainly didn’t do all this inner work just to graduate with honors from the University of Understanding Everyone Except Myself.

So here I am.

Still healing.

Still learning.

Still occasionally being a spectacular pain in my own ass.

But considerably less willing to confuse understanding someone with accepting everything they do.

Turns out, the reward for doing the inner work isn’t becoming someone who never gets upset.

It’s becoming someone who understands exactly why they’re upset and knows they get to decide what happens next.

And apparently, that comes with an advanced degree in recognizing bullshit.

Nobody warned me.

But I’m keeping the diploma.

From The Audacity Archives: Wisdom From a Woman Who Has Had Enough.

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