When I read this meme, I laughed. You know, in one of those uncomfortable, but it's still funny kind of ways. In my case it was so true! When my daughter found my NEX's secret second phone that he used to talk to Debra, while telling me he wanted us, I lost it. He came home one day and made this grand gesture to destroy it. I was touched. I believed he meant it when he said he was sorry. But later, when he left the house, I dug it out of the garbage. Something was nagging at me because I didn't really trust his gesture. It felt dramatic and forced. I felt horrible for the way I felt about it but I did it anyway. Once I had the now destroyed phone, I looked it over with the careful attention of a CSI Agent. The SIM card was missing. It had been wiped clean. There was nothing on it, no evidence or trace of what it had been used for. I left the phone on the counter and when he got home, I confronted him about the missing SIM card. How did I know he didn't move it to another phone? He immediately got angry and said..."I knew you would snoop! I was testing you! "
I was dumbfounded. He was testing ME? Wtf? It was absolutely amazing how he flipped his deception around on me. He put everything back on me, about how he couldn't trust me to accept his apologies. Wait, what?
But that's how he handled whenever I caught him in something. It was MY fault. Why didn't I just TRUST him. I should just TRUST him because he was telling me to. Not that he had to earn my trust back. Not that he should maybe have some remorse for doing what he did. Not that he was actually supposed to be ACCOUNTABLE for his actions. No. Place all the blame on me. It was my fault.
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