It’s always fun­ny when some­one tries to play a mind game on me. For some rea­son they nev­er work, so I real­ly don’t mind them.

The secret, often con­fused with apa­thy, is actu­al­ly the will­ing­ness to sac­ri­fice every­thing, or the accep­tance of such. Unless one is pre­pared to give up every­thing, there are no guar­an­tees about what will hap­pen. When one accepts the fact that they may lose a rela­tion­ship, then one has noth­ing to lose.

It’s this pow­er, this weight, that guar­an­tees a vic­to­ry. Bluffing such a thing is unpre­dictable and gen­er­al­ly not rec­om­mend­ed. Of course, know­ing the oppo­nent inside and out is an advan­tage. It’s like see­ing his or her hand in a card game, and some­times, this is enough to win if one is unable to pay a high a price as a rela­tion­ship.

Such a strat­e­gy may leave one with few friends, but who’s a friend who plays mind games?