
For years, I thought my marriage problems were about the list.
The to-do list.
The money.
The intimacy.
The circumstances.
The endless collection of external things that seemed to prove why I couldn’t feel peaceful, connected, or happy.
Looking back now, I can see that none of those things were actually the problem.
They were simply the stage where a much deeper pattern was playing out.
Early in our marriage, life was relentless.
Eight months after we were married, my husband was hit by a car while riding his bicycle. He technically died before doctors brought him back. He survived, but with years of physical complications.
While he was still in the hospital, I discovered I was pregnant.
Suddenly we were navigating trauma, disability, financial stress, chronic illness, sleep deprivation, a newborn, and eventually a chronically ill child.
There was always another fire to put out.
Externally, life really was difficult.
Internally, though, something else was happening that I couldn’t see.
I was living inside fear.
Despair.
Anxiety.
Blame.
If you’ve ever studied Dr. David Hawkins’ Map of Consciousness, you’ll recognize these as lower states of consciousness. They’re not moral failures. They’re simply ways of perceiving reality.
When we live there long enough, those emotions become the lens through which we interpret everything.
And that’s exactly what I was doing.
One of the clearest examples seems almost laughable now.
I’d tell my husband everything that needed to get done around the house.
The garage.
The basement.
The errands.
The projects.
He would calmly say,
“Can you write it down for me?”
I’d immediately feel irritated.
“Why should I have to write it down? You can make your own list.”
Round and round we’d go.
For years, I believed the problem was that he wouldn’t simply do what I asked.
Now I can see that neither of us was arguing about a list.
We were protecting identities.
I was protecting the identity of the overburdened victim.
He was protecting the identity of someone who constantly felt criticized.
Neither of us was actually seeing the other person.
We were simply feeding the emotional ecosystem we’d unknowingly built together.
This is one of the hardest truths I’ve ever had to face.
Part of me wanted the story.
The story that life was happening to me.
That my husband needed to change.
That the circumstances needed to change.
That once everything outside me improved, I’d finally become the peaceful, loving, optimistic version of myself.
I waited a long time for that day.
I read the books.
Attended the workshops.
Explored spiritual teachings.
Collected concepts.
But transformation never came from understanding the ideas.
Because intellectual knowledge isn’t the same as embodied wisdom.
If you have ever wondered if you’re stuck in victim consciousness, these may help:
No shame, no judgement – just simply observe how you act around and among others.
For years I believed that if I meditated enough, healed enough, learned enough, one day I’d wake up and naturally live from trust, acceptance, forgiveness, and love.
Instead, I was trying to force myself to feel things I wasn’t yet capable of sustaining.
It became another battle.
Another thing to get right.
Real change happened much more quietly.
It came through living.
Through being initiated by life itself.
Through heartbreak.
Moving countries.
Starting over.
Watching old identities fall apart.
Doing the deeply unglamorous work of noticing my own patterns instead of someone else’s.
Slowly, something shifted.
Today, I don’t spend much energy trying to make my husband wrong.
Or the circumstances wrong.
Or life wrong.
That doesn’t mean difficult things don’t happen.
It means I no longer hand my power over to them.
Because here’s what I’ve learned:
As long as I believed the external world needed to change before I could feel different, I remained stuck.
When my internal state changed, my experience of the external world changed too.
Not because life suddenly became perfect.
Because I became different.
I think many of us are standing in a moment like this collectively.
The world feels uncertain.
Old structures are shaking.
People are searching for someone to blame or someone to save them.
But lasting transformation has never worked that way.
The future isn’t built by waiting for the right leader, the right partner, the right circumstances, or the right timing.
It’s built by people willing to examine their own shadows.
To question the stories they’ve lived inside for years.
To take responsibility for the energy they bring into every conversation, relationship, and decision.
That work isn’t easy.
But it’s where freedom begins.
Take an honest look at your own life.
Where are you giving your power away?
Where do you find yourself replaying the same story over and over?
Where have you convinced yourself that someone else has to change before you can?
None of these questions are invitations to blame yourself.
They’re invitations to reclaim yourself.
Because every word you speak, every story you repeat, and every emotion you continually rehearse becomes part of the future you’re creating.
And perhaps the most powerful thing any of us can do is stop asking, “When will life change?”
…and start asking,
“Who am I becoming while life unfolds?”
xo, Jenny
Copyright © 2026 Jenny Glick, Relationship Mentor LLC
Sure I'm trained as a marriage, family and child therapist. I'm also a certified sex therapist with over 20 years of experience. But I'm also a wayshower, a guide, a wisdom keeper that journeys shoulder-to-shoulder with women and men as they traverse some of the most challenging and rewarding chapters of their lives.
Oh and btw...I know THIS is just an illusion and we are here to play in the great sandbox of life. Life is a spiritual practice. 🩷
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