Our tendency to blame others and the freedom responsibility brings

by Anonymous

In my many years of life I have got to know and have met thousands of people, be they family, friends, colleagues at work and acquaintances. From my experience almost without exception, there is ALWAYS somebody to blame for our woes.

My mum is convinced that my sister-in-law is the main cause for my brother’s alcohol problems. My brother has determined that his son-in-law is the main cause for his daughter’s ‘wasted’ life and lack of opportunities… oh, and for getting her pregnant! My immediate and distant family declares that my sister’s unhappiness is because she is married to her husband. My best friend’s mother and sister are convinced that the only reason a boy turned to drugs is because one of his best friends lured him into it. My family is convinced that some of my son’s irresponsible choices are a direct result of his friendships with ‘shady’ characters. One of my best friends blames her mother for her unhappiness in living as a ‘closet homosexual’ for decades. My other friend blames her mother and father for her own ‘hardness’ and her disharmonious marriage, because her parents had never given her the affection and approval that she had always wanted; oh, and it’s her husband’s fault for the disharmony, because he is too meek and does not express. A friend’s wife, turned lesbian, blames the husband for not being gentle enough with her, so she turned to women. An old school friend blames every company she worked for (and boy, there have been many) for laying her off, due to not understanding her openness and her directness. My childhood boyfriend (now a grown man) blames his wife for not being able to live the life he wants – which is with another woman he fell in love with!

We blame our children for lack of sleep, and supermarkets for displaying chocolate bars in the most prominent (tempting) places… traffic lights for accidents; dentists for our tooth decay (not us for not attending to our teeth diligently); doctors for not diagnosing our conditions in good time (not us for not taking care of our bodies); wet pavements for our falls (not for us not watching where we are going)…

In the country where I was born and lived for many years, it is more than common for family members not to speak to each other (half of my father’s family doesn’t speak to each other for one reason or another). It is holding grudges, not holding hands, which is practised most. I know a man who did not speak to his mother-in-law for many, many years (up until very recently – he came to see her a year after she had been diagnosed with terminal cancer)… and they lived very close to one another!

And the list goes on… Without exaggeration, I could write a decent size book (War and Peace), just on these and many similar examples. The point I am making is that the media don’t have to go to family, friends or colleagues of those who are ‘unhappy’ about Universal Medicine and who chose Serge Benhayon as their scapegoat – they could have gone ANYWHERE on earth and would have found – no exceptions – that people would be blaming somebody or something else for their misery. So why Universal Medicine?

Accepting responsibility, being that our choices shape our lives, has become such a distant notion for many, that to return to it may feel like a very strenuous exercise; though it is an exercise that we can all ‘roll up our sleeves’ for, and make it our choice; there is the possibility of tremendous freedom and power in this. UniMed students are a bunch of people who are NOT ‘holier than thou’, but instead folks who are taking responsibility to a different, deeper level in their lives.

307 thoughts on “Our tendency to blame others and the freedom responsibility brings

  1. Blame feels very uncomfortable and sickly these days, it is not something regularly entertained as being responsible for my part in any situation is far more liberating. Reading the first part of the blog felt depressing to be blaming everyone and everything and yet that is considered ‘normal’ these days.

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