I can’t deny how “clean” and persuasive the narrative against me can look.

That’s what happens when people of similar energetic makeup benefit from the same imbalance — the same rupture without repair. The story writes itself.

I’m learning to recognize and name that attraction and familiarity. This isn’t self-exoneration.

It’s pattern literacy.

And it unsettles the most convenient explanation — that things are “difficult” only where I’m involved — when all other relationships remain intact through the shared commitment to avoidance of (conflict) resolution through silence, distance, and collective denial.