What do you do when the person you know, isn’t the person you thought they were?

Now, first let me say that I’m not talking about my husband. We might have our issues, but I’ve never looked at him and wondered what the hell he was thinking. I’m just venting.

Okay, okay, yes, something triggered it but still, this is a blog, I don’t have to say exactly what caused the vent, do I? Can’t you, the reader, be satisfied in knowing that something was sufficiently bad enough that it drove me to write it all down?

So I ask again. What do you do when the person you know turns out to be someone completely different? How do you look at that person in the same light again? How do you not go look over past events and past conversations and pick them apart, looking for clues you might have missed while you were stumbling around blind?

Yes, it is a known fact that people change, people evolve. I would have to be stupid to not realize that, well stupid or naïve, but still. But there’s evolution and there’s … who the HELL are you? I would blame it on growing older but the situation that triggered this has been going on for years. I am shocked, I am floored, and I am flabbergasted and overwhelmed by it all. It’s too much to take in, too much to process. I’d give details but the story is not mine to tell, and the person to whom the story belongs is too pained to tell it again.