Years later, we heard he had suffered a severe stroke in his late 20s. One side of his body was completely paralyzed. He couldn’t walk, couldn’t feed himself, and had to rely on others for almost everything. The same person who once had power over someone else’s life was now living without control over his own. He stayed like that for years until he eventually died at 35.
It reminds me of how karma works…it doesn’t always come loud or immediate. Sometimes it waits, it takes its time, and when it finally shows up, it doesn’t ask for permission. It just settles the balance in ways no one can ignore.
My coworker ended her five-year marriage over something most people would probably call “small.”
She told me that in their home, she naturally took on the chores. She cooked. She did the laundry. She kept things running. It wasn’t something they formally discussed... it just became the routine. And she went along with it.
Then she got sick. Not just a light cold... the kind where your body feels heavy and even standing up is exhausting. For once, she couldn’t function the way she usually did.
That evening, her husband came home, saw the laundry basket, and separated his clothes from hers. He washed only his. Later, he made himself dinner, plated it, and ate. When she asked if he could make something simple for her too, he replied, “I’m exhausted. I don’t have the energy.”
She said it wasn’t even the words that hurt. It was the absence of instinct. The absence of care. The fact that helping her didn’t occur to him automatically the way serving him had always occurred to her.
That night, lying there sick and hungry, she realized she wasn’t in a partnership. She was in an arrangement where her labor was expected, but his effort was optional.
People think love disappears in dramatic arguments or explosive fights. But sometimes it fades in moments like that... when someone watches you struggle and chooses convenience over compassion.
because no amount of “i love you” can erase the fact that you looked at my worth,weighed it against your urge and picked the urge. cheating isn’t a mistake,it’s a decision. a deliberate, selfish act made while knowing exactly who it would hurt.
Ngl I feel like everything that happened these last 6 months needed to happen. To allow me to see everybody ain't for me, learning to set boundaries, learning to stop over sharing and over playing my part.
@j_bambrick a good chunk of the nice cars you see are rented or leased . colorado is so expensive to live in these days that it’s even driving natives out . but i promise there are places in colorado not like that it’s just not the “tourist places”
@j_bambrick same spot . lived in colorado nov 22- april 25. i promise you most of us dont live like that. colorado is big for tech & start up companies. a lot of “rich people” live in boulder and bought there houses way back when they weren’t worth the millions they’re worth now. also +
Maturing is realising that no one will ever talk you out of a man. l've been there too. You have to feel your way out. The mind will rationalise, the heart will hope, but the soul leaves first. Long before you pack your bags, long before you say "I'm done”. Let me explain: