Fred Luskin

Precisely. And what you articulated is one of the unanticipated consequences of keeping a grievance alive. And they don't realize how integrated that wound or problem has become in their self-identity. And that link, that integration makes it seem really hard to imagine, what would I be without this?

Sam was my closest friend for probably a decade. Somebody I considered almost a brother. and a very, very dear friend of my wife and I. I assumed that Sam would always hold that place in my life. So what happened or what transpired was he met someone who was, for whatever reason, uncomfortable with the relationship that Sam had with me and my wife.

Sam was my closest friend for probably a decade. Somebody I considered almost a brother. and a very, very dear friend of my wife and I. I assumed that Sam would always hold that place in my life. So what happened or what transpired was he met someone who was, for whatever reason, uncomfortable with the relationship that Sam had with me and my wife.

Sam was my closest friend for probably a decade. Somebody I considered almost a brother. and a very, very dear friend of my wife and I. I assumed that Sam would always hold that place in my life. So what happened or what transpired was he met someone who was, for whatever reason, uncomfortable with the relationship that Sam had with me and my wife.

Yeah. And he just disappeared. We're best friends and now poof. And I couldn't connect with him. And the word ghosted did not exist then. But I was ghosted. And inside of me, I fell apart. I became bitter as my trust was shattered and I developed a bit of like an agitated depression.

Yeah. And he just disappeared. We're best friends and now poof. And I couldn't connect with him. And the word ghosted did not exist then. But I was ghosted. And inside of me, I fell apart. I became bitter as my trust was shattered and I developed a bit of like an agitated depression.

Yeah. And he just disappeared. We're best friends and now poof. And I couldn't connect with him. And the word ghosted did not exist then. But I was ghosted. And inside of me, I fell apart. I became bitter as my trust was shattered and I developed a bit of like an agitated depression.

When a mutual friend came to my house and said, oh, by the way, You know, he's getting married. I had absolutely no ability to integrate that information. It hit me like bricks in my face. And I just, I crumbled.

When a mutual friend came to my house and said, oh, by the way, You know, he's getting married. I had absolutely no ability to integrate that information. It hit me like bricks in my face. And I just, I crumbled.

When a mutual friend came to my house and said, oh, by the way, You know, he's getting married. I had absolutely no ability to integrate that information. It hit me like bricks in my face. And I just, I crumbled.

My wife turned to me one day and said, Fred, I still love you. I just don't like you as much.

My wife turned to me one day and said, Fred, I still love you. I just don't like you as much.

My wife turned to me one day and said, Fred, I still love you. I just don't like you as much.

So I was, to put it kindly, crabby.

So I was, to put it kindly, crabby.

So I was, to put it kindly, crabby.

So my wife told me to go to the supermarket. And I told her I wanted to go to supermarket A because it was closer. She said, go to supermarket B, Safeway. It has what I want. I walked out of the door muttering, poor me. I get to Safeway muttering all the time, you know, people don't understand me and really like bitter.

So my wife told me to go to the supermarket. And I told her I wanted to go to supermarket A because it was closer. She said, go to supermarket B, Safeway. It has what I want. I walked out of the door muttering, poor me. I get to Safeway muttering all the time, you know, people don't understand me and really like bitter.

So my wife told me to go to the supermarket. And I told her I wanted to go to supermarket A because it was closer. She said, go to supermarket B, Safeway. It has what I want. I walked out of the door muttering, poor me. I get to Safeway muttering all the time, you know, people don't understand me and really like bitter.

I walked to the place with the item that my wife is going to send me to Safeway for, and it's not there. And my self-pity is, like, overwhelming. Like, I could have gone to Albertsons. You know, why am I here? And nobody loves me, and nobody understands me. And my self-pity went to a kind of overdrive. But there was a moment where it broke.