Mistakes, Love, & Risk Management?!
I say some pretty incredible stuff sometimes, just sometimes. The other day I was having a conversation with my mom and I said a one liner that she just cracked up at. Then the next words out my mouth were "I have to make this a blog post."
Here is the conversation.
I was in the tub soaking (because my trainer hates me) and I was singing Badu's "Next Lifetime" Mom yells out "Oh are you in there pining away about [redacted]." I responded, "Hell no! The only n*gga I ever gave a second chance to was my daddy." *insert crying laughing emoji*
Then I thought about it and it was true! Once I am done with someone, I am done.
I am not talking forgiveness -- I feel that a crucial step in your healing is to forgive the person who wronged you. Giving people second chances means you are giving them another shot at earning your trust.
Healing and giving my dad a second chance was one of the best things that I could have ever done. But for others, I can't seem to extend that same olive branch. It's so much more difficult for me to give second chances to others when everything was going right and they failed to seize the opportunity. They disappointed you, took advantage of your loyalty, used your kindness for weakness, so why do they deserve a second chance?
It's like the Great George W. Bush said, "...fool me once, shame on — shame on you. Fool me — you can't get fooled again.” I know you are all thinking, how in the hell are you using 'W' to make a logical point?! But he's right -- you can only get fooled again if you if you give the person the opportunity to do it. I've already played the fool once and I am no fan of doing that shit again! I chalk that up as a lesson learned and move forward.
You tell me. Are you a fan of giving people second chances? If so, under what circumstances has that worked out successfully for you? If not, tell your girl why too?