It is the people who are closest to us that we count on the most. We expect them to protect us, to defend us from people who may look down on us, and to guard the vulnerabilities we have revealed to them.
Once they start criticizing us, we immediately feel the intensity of the impact of their words. We may feel like we are being attacked by those whom we trusted with our greatest secrets, including the weaknesses we have hidden from everyone else.
Weren’t they supposed to be the ones who would understand us the most? Weren’t they the ones who should believe in us despite the imperfections that they see in us?
What's your take on this? Will love to know your thought. Thank you.