Grateful for Karma via /r/gratitude

I had a dream last night that brought back some heavy memories — and also gave me a reason to feel grateful.

In the dream, my ex was gaslighting me. I knew he was cheating, but no one believed me. He played the victim while I desperately searched for proof. I woke up with that gut feeling of déjà vu… but not for the reason you might expect.

Because years ago, in real life, I was the one doing what he did in the dream. I was the one lying, gaslighting, playing the victim while he tried to prove I was being unfaithful.

And karma didn’t wait years to come full circle. Within a year of that breakup, I found myself on the other side of that very same situation — only this time, with the man I’d later marry.

I knew something was off. He said he was working, but I knew he wasn’t. I knew he was talking to cam girls. Spending money. Lying. Settling for me, but wishing he could have them. I confronted him, but he denied everything. Over and over. Told me it was all in my head.

It hurt. Deeply. But what hurt even more was realizing I had once done the same thing to someone else.

Here’s the thing: I took responsibility for what I did. I owned it. I left. And while my husband has never fully admitted his part, he’s grown. He’s become the man I choose — every day — to walk beside. And even if he never says “I’m sorry,” I forgive him. He deserves that. We both do.

That dream? That pain? That full-circle moment?
It made me a more compassionate, less judgmental woman.
And for that, I’m truly grateful.

Thank you, karma. ✨