You know that feeling when you’re halfway through explaining something, and you realize the person you’re talking to isn’t even interested in what you have to say? It’s like trying to sell sand in the desert; they’ve already got enough, thank you very much. So why do you keep doing it? Why do you feel the need to explain yourself to people who never bothered to ask for your side of the story in the first place?
It’s time to let go of that unnecessary weight, my beautiful soul. Stop wasting your breath on people who have already made up their minds about you. Their opinions were already made in advance, like a recipe where the ingredients are all wrong, but they insist it’ll turn out just fine. Let them eat sh*t.
Over-Explaining Is Pointless
Get real. If someone isn’t asking for your side of the story, it’s because the version they heard already fits perfectly into their preconceived idea about you. It’s like they’ve got a custom-made puzzle piece with your name on it, and it clicks perfectly into place without any input from you. Who needs facts when assumptions are so much easier to digest, right?
I used to wear myself out trying to explain why I left my abusive marriage. It was like trying to teach a brick wall to dance—no amount of logic, evidence, or emotional breakdowns would make it move. These folks weren’t just any old bystanders either; they were the enablers and flying monkeys of the diabolic vessel. You know the type—the ones who thought the diabolic vessel was an angel, and I was the crazy ex who ran away with another lover. When in reality, I was running for my life!
For a while, I was stuck in this endless loop of explaining myself, defending my sanity to people who’d already decided I was guilty of… well, everything. They weren’t interested in my truth; they were just looking for reasons to keep believing their version of events because it made them feel at home, like finding your spot on the couch that fits perfectly right.
But then, something funny happened. The diabolic vessel quickly remarried and had a new child faster than you can say, “Was there a stopwatch involved?” Suddenly, some of those enablers started doing the math and realizing the timelines didn’t quite add up. Their puzzled expressions were priceless, like someone just told them Santa Claus wasn’t real. It was a small victory, watching some of those blinders start to slip, but others? They just dug their heels in deeper. The truth could have slapped them across the face, and they’d still insist it was just a gentle breeze.
Setting Boundaries Like a Pro
At some point, I had an epiphany. These people don’t feed me, they don’t put a roof over my head, and they certainly don’t add any value to my life. So why on earth was I exhausting myself trying to make them understand? Instead of bending over backward to make people understand, how about we save ourselves the trouble and set some boundaries? Think about it. Someone comes at you with a story they heard about you that’s more fiction than fact. Instead of launching into a detailed explanation (complete with a PowerPoint presentation and maybe a TED Talk), you just smile and say, “Oh, interesting!” Then you go on sipping your favorite drink like you didn’t just shatter their expectations.
Setting boundaries isn’t about building walls; it’s about putting up a “Do Not Disturb” sign where it matters most—your peace of mind. And trust me, nothing says self-respect quite like refusing to engage in conversations that don’t serve you.
The Art of Absolutely Not Caring
Letting go of what doesn’t matter is a skill—no, it’s an art form. Picasso had his blue period, and we have our “I’m done caring what you think” period. It’s liberating, like finally throwing out those old jeans you swore you’d fit into again someday (you won’t, and that’s okay).
People’s thoughts and opinions are just that—theirs. Not yours, not facts, not a script you have to follow. So why let them rent space in your head? Raise the rent, kick them out, and redecorate with a healthy dose of indifference. Trust me, it’s the most satisfying makeover you’ll ever give yourself.
Embrace Your Freedom
The bottom line, you need to stop explaining yourself to people who don’t care about your story. Their version suits them just fine, and you don’t owe them a rewrite. Save your breath, set your boundaries, and let go of what doesn’t matter.
Life is too short to worry about fitting into someone else’s narrative. Write your own story, complete with humor, boundaries, and a whole lot of self-respect. And if anyone asks? Just tell them, “I’m living my best life, no explanations needed.” Because I am—and it’s wonderful.
