I appreciate honesty as I have a difficult time knowing what the hell is going on otherwise. Although this is not something I get from you, as you lie to yourself and view me through grossly assumptive premonitions in both my interactions with BR and my recollections of my own past
What is my motivation for lying to myself in this case?
I have no idea, maybe it's personal or maybe it isn't, knowing human nature it probably isn't. But with the leaps and dodges in logic you take, it is self evident
It could be you heard my husband's side of the story and grew attached with your idea of him as well, and you didn't want to be wrong when my side came out so you viewed it through a lense