Dramas – the stories in which we’re at the centre of things: ignored, hard-done-by, unfairly treated, not seen, unrecognised, imprisoned by the actions or insensitivity of others.
Of course sometimes our stories are not dramas in this sense at all, but genuine accounts of oppression or neglect, upon which action must be taken.
But it’s illuminating to see how often our drama stories are in large part an invention.
And how we keep them going.
Because, even when wildly inaccurate, dramas have huge payoffs.
They tell us we’re the centre of the world (doesn’t it feel better that way?)
They make others responsible for our difficulties (gets us off the hook)
They stir up our anger, resentment, fury – even our hate (all of which feel so much better than confusion, uncertainty, boredom)
And because of all this they’re usually wildly more attractive to us than any of the alternative truer stories, which would have us act, step up, step in, talk to people and take responsibility for our part in the difficulties in which we find ourselves.