I think I’m good with not placing blame on everyone else. I’d like to believe I’ve always been that way because of my grandmother. Even with my jacked upbringing, I don’t think she let me be still long enough to wallow in misery or to look at everyone else for the shit that went wrong.
I don’t like to feel powerless and if we blame stuff on others, then that means they have more power than us. I’ve been a loner as long as I can remember probably because I didn’t and still don’t like too much input. Of course there are the people I respect greatly and I allow them to be my eyes and ears but at the end of the day, it’s up to me. I don’t allow the kids to gather momentum when blaming others; they may start out with it but it’s quickly shut down. There’s always a point, a crossroad, where the better decision could have been made. Or man, sometimes stuff just doesn’t work out in your favor. Live and learn. Accept responsibility for your part that you played, an active or inactive role (just because you don’t make a decision doesn’t mean a decision doesn’t have to be made regardless) and move on. Otherwise, you are stuck. As a bonus, you’ll learn to live life with many, many less regrets.
Besides, no one wants to spend an inordinate amount of time with a victim. Man, what a drag.
I’ve got a kid on my team that is the victim all of the time. Odd thing is, he’s one of my goalkeepers. Every time the other team scores, he’s crying, fussing and complaining about what everyone else didn’t do. Now, I’ve bent over backwards and done a good job of teaching them that they aren’t to blame the keeper under any circumstances. It’s been a harder task than needed because he’ll try to blame them. To their credit though, they don’t take the bait. I’ve told him that he’s picked the wrong line of work if he never wants the feeling of getting scored on. The best keepers are the ones that make the adjustments to no get scored on…AGAIN!!
Look, life sometimes kicks my ass because it’s supposed to. It makes me learn to be better, to see what I’m made of and then when I don’t let that happen again, it kicks my ass a brand new way.
God, this is all your fault.