Friend,
Connecting the dots. Who didn’t love the feeling of taking something disconnected and partial and then making it whole?
You probably haven’t done many Connect-the-Dot puzzles lately on paper, but oh, do you spend a lot of time doing them in your mind.
Something happens in a relationship, you get partial information, and then you go to work. You have dozens of dots spread out on a page, and you are determined to make it make sense, and so with those few dots, you add a few more, and then you start drawing an elaborate picture.
I heard years ago, “In the absence of information, people fill in the blank with the most paranoid explanation possible.”
And that’s a lot of work: No wonder you are exhausted.
So put the pencil down, and stop trying to connect a 150-dot puzzle with only 18 dots on the page.
Love,
Aaron
P.S. Sorry it’s been a bit. I felt a little brain fog, so I needed to hit the reset button!
Truth!