The Villain in Someone Else’s Story

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At some point, I had to accept that I’m the villain in somebody else’s story. And no, not because I wanted to be, but because that’s how it played out in their head. In their version, I’m the problem—the obstacle, the one to blame when things didn’t go their way.

But here’s the thing: no one really chooses to be the villain. People act like it’s some choice you make one day, like you wake up and think, You know what, let me ruin their whole plotline. It’s not that deep. Sometimes, you just end up in a role you didn’t sign up for. And it’s wild, really, how they’ll paint you in all these ugly colors that don’t match who you are or what you’re even about.

Maybe I didn’t give them what they wanted. Maybe I said something they didn’t wanna hear. Or maybe, just maybe, I was the mirror they didn’t want to look into—reflecting something they weren’t ready to face. And guess what? That’s not my problem. But to them, it is. To them, I’m the issue.

The thing about being the villain? You don’t get to explain yourself. You’re not part of their happy ending or their story of growth. They need you to be the villain to justify their version. So what do you do? You wear it like a coat you never liked but got used to. Not because it fits, but because you’re done trying to change the narrative.

In the end, I know one thing—I’m never gonna be the hero in their story. And honestly, I don’t need to be. I’m busy being the lead in my own.