Why He Won’t ”Fess Up” and Why You Shouldn’t Make Him

Have you ever been frustrated by your partner’s refusal to take accountability.

I have, and it drives me insane! 

Just state the facts, is what I was trained to do as a TV journalist.

So, you can imagine how infuriating it is for me to back down when I call my husband out, and he won’t admit when he’s wrong, or conveniently can’t recall an offense.

Ironically, men are great at remembering all of your trip-ups. 

They’re so painfully sensitive you would think they would have more regard for your feelings. But nope, they can’t see past their fragile souls. 

Even when the evidence is clear, somehow, it’s not what it appears, or they diminish their role in the flagrant foul they have committed. 

Yes, you could have been more thoughtful, more loving, more understanding, better at listening, less critical, less selfish — but who wants to admit that? Not men.

It’s easier not to.

It’s easier to make you look crazy.  

He calls you crazy to avoid being accountable.

The diminishing drives me even more insane. 

Frustrated with this dance, I have asked my married friends: Is it that hard for men to admit their faults? 

The result was a unanimous, yes! 

Personal insight is excellent, but I needed professional backing to swallow this pill.

So, I asked my good friend, Google.

Through my search, it was made clear that men are more emotional than women and can’t withstand as much pain. 

So, when your husband makes a mistake or hurts you, he won’t confess because he’s more sensitive than he appears.

And, he is crippled by that male ego.

Psychologists say the reason the male species won’t “fess up” or can’t hear any criticism is because they feel awful when they have done something wrong. 

Some will get angry with you for exposing their weaknesses, and others act unbothered.

Psychologist Karen Sherman, says studies indicate that at a physiological level, men don’t tolerate conflict as well as women. 

They appear fine on the outside, but internally, they’re not okay.

On top of this, a dear friend of mine is a registered nurse, and she shared with me that male preemies in the neonatal unit don’t survive if they don’t receive a lot of skin to skin contact. 

But, female preemies are stronger. She says they can  survive without it. 

So, the issue of your husband not being able to acknowledge his faults is likely not going to change. He’s a sensitive soul —with a lot of maturing to do. 

What’s an empowered woman to do? 

Well, the great poet Maya Angelou said: 

If you can’t change something, change the way you think about it.

They’re not woman enough to stand in their truth. 

Here’s my confession: I didn’t know how to be married, in the first round. 

I was sometimes disrespectful with my words, and said hurtful things.

I would leave for days when things didn’t go my way and block my husband’s calls.  

I’m controlling.

I like to be right, and I won’t stop until you admit that I’m right. 

I have pride issues (i.e., I don’t need you, I can do this alone.) 

And, growing up without a father in my home, made it hard for me to respect my husband, unconditionally. I didn’t even know what that meant, or looked like. 

My mom was the boss, and she was always right. 

But self-righteousness is just as toxic to a marriage as your spouse’s refusal to take accountability. 

Religious leader, Hank Smith says:

Placing blame in marriage is like saying, “Your side of the boat is sinking.”

Competition is a form of separation. 

Unless, you’re aiming to be single, don’t  compete with you partner. 

Instead, choose peace. 

Marriage is an ongoing lesson in surrender, which makes it hard. 

Taking the high road and submitting is annoying; sometimes, we want to feed our egos.

But, the Bible encourages us to be committed:

“And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart.”

Galatians 6:9

To stay motivated, remind yourself of your “whys.”

Your family is your “why.”

Breaking generational curses is your “why.”

Don’t play the blame game with your partner.

Finger-pointing doesn’t inspire positive change.

Instead, let your husband be drawn to you by your gentle, pure, and kind spirit.

God sees your efforts.

Every time I let go and choose love, with no strings attached, something amazing happens. The world responds to me better. I’m more impactful.

My husband softens when I soften.

And, there is no scoreboard because we are on the same team.

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How to Move Past the Hurt and Love Again

“Why did she take him back?” was the resounding question after I shared my family’s reunion on social media.

The next logical question followed? “How could I possibly trust him again?”

Although I’ve always considered myself to be a bold person, I’m learning the importance, even more now, to be led by my desires, not my fears.

I desire to live happily ever after, with my husband, while keeping our family intact. So, that’s my focus.

That’s what I am manifesting.

Like you, our reconciliation came as a surprise to me as well.

Aundre moved to Houston during our separation.

And when he decided to pay us a surprise visit in LA, his arrival was not welcomed.

My mom made it clear that he could not enter her home, and I had no interest in seeing him either.

I was an exhausted single mom of two babies, trying to plan my new life without him.

Still, our son missed his dad tremendously.

Although I didn’t care to see Aundre, I would never keep our children from having a relationship with him.

So, I slapped on a happy face and pretended to be excited about Aundre’s visit — for our kids.

Little did I know, his unexpected arrival was to convince me to move to Houston with him.

He rented an SUV and was ready to load up the trunk.

Annoyed by his confidence, my response was a soft laugh followed by a firm, “no thanks.”

The ego of a man, some will risk playing in the street with dirty dogs, only to find themselves wanting to go home after learning the grass isn’t always greener. Sometimes it’s greener, because it’s fake.

Hurt with a bruised ego; I couldn’t imagine ever taking him back.

What I envisioned and sought pleasure in was having him see me happily married to husband #2. I thought that was the sweetest revenge.

But, vengeance is the Lord’s, and God has other plans for us.

After a breakup, you have to train your eyes to not see your ex, as the same person you saw before.

My husband was now a stranger to me. I avoided saying his name.

He was not the person I knew or loved.

But, after a weekend of family fun, and peace with my soon-to-be ex-husband, I started to see him as the Aundre I knew: the southern gentleman from Houston, who was passionate about family, authentic, protective, and knew how to make me laugh.

As the weekend came to an end, Aundre prepared to leave.

While putting his bags in the rental car, he began to cry, our son sobbed, and I held back my tears.

Pride and fear left me standing there with a stoic face.

Internally, I didn’t want him to leave us.

I didn’t want to raise our children without him.

I wanted my family back as much as he did. But, I was too hurt to admit it.

For months, we talked on the phone day and night.

Slowly, the conversation moved from only talking about the kids to talking about us.

We prayed together and discussed how things could be different, the second time around.

Our marriage was suffering in other areas before it finally erupted.

We lacked conflict resolution skills and didn’t know how to fight fairly.

We struggled to find time alone with a newborn, there were financial constraints, and we didn’t take the time needed to prepare for marriage.

Neither of us were ready.

Aundre proposed on a Sunday evening, and we married the next day.

We were in love, but clueless about the selflessness it takes to have a healthy marriage.

But, this time around, Aundre had a clear plan for us, and I liked it.

Slowly, my defenses dropped, and I headed to Houston.

Now, here we are: Happily married.

We are falling back in love, learning to fight fairly and praying together.

We are forgiving each other and having patience for one another.

Getting here hasn’t been easy.

We were separated now for more than a year.

When I came back, old mistresses didn’t want to let go and made their desperate attempts, after learning about our reconciliation.

An unexpected call from an old lover can ruin all your efforts to repair your marriage, if you’re not prepared.

I wasn’t ready.

A text or phone call from an old fling would send me over the edge, and I would go into fight-or-flight mode. Still afraid of being hurt.

I didn’t trust Aundre, and I would hang his affair over his head with every argument.

That’s not loving.

I didn’t realize how destructive shaming was until we were sitting in church, and Pastor Joel Osteen gave a sermon about it.

I remember him saying:

When God speaks to you, He will always lift you. But, the enemy will shame you, accuse you and place doubt in your heart.

I felt so convicted.

I was the accuser and fear of being betrayed again was making me the enemy.

We use shame to convince people to do better, but really, shame does just the opposite.

Your past doesn’t have to poison your future.

What’s happened in our marriage is not nearly as important as what’s happening right now.

Where God is taking us is more significant than where we have been.

To forgive, I had to let go of all the heavy baggage.

It was easier to do when I was still living in LA, and Aundre wasn’t in my face every day.

Face your fears by reprogramming your thoughts. To heal, quit replaying the bad memories and change the channel.

The Bible says: think pure thoughts.

God will give you beauty for ashes. But, you have to let go of the ashes to get the reward. This exchange has to take place.

So, I gave my husband the gift of forgiveness — the gift of trust.

Together we are walking in faith and defusing doubt.

To get here, we had to stop comparing who hurt who more and start helping each other heal.

Healing is the purpose of this blog and the purpose of our marriage.

Our goal is to break generational curses and strongholds on our family.

A single mom raised me.

Aundre was adopted.

He’s never met his father and didn’t remember what his mother looked like until they reunited a few years ago.

Now, we have our own family and an opportunity to do things right.

Family is the greatest blessing, and it’s worth every fight.

So stay tuned as I detail the process of reconciliation, and manifesting the life that you desire.

Hopefully my transparency will offer you insight, hope, and inspiration.

The best way to improve any relationship is by improving YOURSELF.

Never stop growing.

Look within and win my friends.

Be blessed.

Forgiveness Is Not Acceptance: How to Forgive Without Becoming a Doormat

Story by: Jordyn Taylor | Feb. 21, 2019

My last story left some readers asking how to forgive without falling back into the same love trap. 

But, forgiveness is not acceptance.

You can forgive someone while still showing them the door!

Having grace does not give the person who hurt you a “get out of jail free” card. In fact, forgiveness is not about the other person at all.

Having mercy is more about personal growth.

The only way I could grow through my situation was by surrendering all of my pain to God.

Forgiving was a process.

I didn’t know what my spiritual leaders meant when they said: leave it in God’s hands.

I didn’t want to see my ex, speak to him, or even pray for him.

The hurt was too deep. 

How could I just forgive my estranged husband for abandoning me and our kids?

Little things like Facebook memory notifications, would break my heart all over again. 

We were married. I thought we had a lifetime of missions to complete—together.

“Teamwork makes the dream work,” is what he’d always say.

But, raising our kids alone is a frequent reminder that my partner-in-crime forever is gone.

It’s tough being a single mom.

It gets lonely not having a teammate to pass the baton to.

Life is a marathon, not a race. And, anger was too heavy for me to carry along with two babies.

So, I followed God’s word.

“Be kind to one another, tender-hearted, forgiving each other, just as God in Christ also has forgiven you.”

Ephesians 4:32

Having mercy doesn’t mean all of Mr. Dean’s dirty deeds are dismissed.

It just means I decided to make peace with him.

Forgiveness for me was letting go.

It had little to do with feelings for my ex, or trust.

I’m still hurt.

But, I had to forgive because punching him in the face was unacceptable.

Forgiveness freed us both.

Often women like to remind men of how much they’ve hurt us when they don’t measure up to who we wanted them to be.

And if we’re betrayed, we want to be vindicated—immediately.

“Oh, I’m going to teach him a lesson,” is what hurt women holler.

But, who’s schooling you?

It can’t be God, not with that attitude.

Besides, we can’t fix people. We struggle to fix ourselves.

I’ve made the mistake of playing Captain Save ‘Em, when I am the one who needs saving.

So, I’ve given my disappointments to the Lord and I’m asking Him to cleanse my heart, daily.

When I talk to my ex, I make an effort to use soft words. The bible says it turns away wrath.

And if things go left, my attention leaves. Our conversation is over. 

If you’re having a hard time letting go, here are four things to try:

  • 1. Don’t worry about anything
  • 2. Pray about everything
  • 3. Tell God what you need 
  • 4. Thank Him for all He has done
Philippians 4:6-7

When I follow these actions, the peace of God shows up.

And if you’re afraid that forgiving will leave you open to being hurt again, it’s a sign that you have more work to do on yourself!

Like me, you need to sit with your thoughts and feelings. Write them down and ask yourself: what did I learn from this experience?

“Who am I, and what do I want?” Are the things I tried to define in my journal.

My reluctance to forgive meant I needed to become more familiar with myself. I needed more time to understand my thoughts, feelings, and needs.

One day I was watching “Iyanla: Fix My Life” and I remember Ms. Vanzant saying: when you know who you are, you don’t put yourself in harm’s way.

Those words sat with me.

I needed to hold myself more accountable.

I believe self-love and respect means setting boundaries for yourself and others. It teaches people how to treat you.

I’m still working through my feelings and learning how to honor myself more. And, how to have MY needs met.

Despite what anyone has done to you, you can choose to stay offended or choose to get the lesson.

My betrayal is teaching me to take better care of myself, now and in the future.

I’ve embraced this process. I’m forgiving and I’m moving on.

You may be hurt, but that doesn’t mean you have to be held back.

Glory to God!

I Had To Forgive a Person Who Wasn’t Even Sorry!

By: Jordyn Taylor| February 7, 2019

Let me tell you how hard this was.

I was going through an entire pregnancy alone.

While also trying so hard NOT to see my newly estranged husband living a glamorous life – globe trotting with his “rich” girlfriend.

The family I was building was gone.

You ask friends and family not to share the details of your spouse’s social media page with you, but many can’t help themselves. They are now more astonished and angered by the blatant disrespect than you are.

On top of that, strangers are bombarding you with screenshots, DMs, and questions about the husband you no longer know.

More mistresses were coming forward with their confessions & apologies, hoping to mourn the loss of “your” man together.

Maybe I should have logged off for a while. It could have protected me from being more hurt while pregnant.

But, I needed to see the truth for myself.

I needed to know who I had really married, so that I wouldn’t fold if he ever tried to come back!

I accepted the truth. He didn’t love me anymore.

But, there was still so much more work to be done.

I had to forgive!

This was a bigger pill to swallow.

How do you forgive someone who keeps disrespecting you?

And, how do you forgive someone who isn’t fucking sorry?

I get it. People fall in and out of love all the time. But, what I couldn’t grasp was the disregard for my feelings, the disrespect to our family unit, or the anger towards me.

It felt like I went from being his queen to becoming his nemesis within a blink of an eye.

Suddenly, everything happening was my fault.

I got myself pregnant.

I caused the media circus.

I’m seeking fame and attention.

Meanwhile, he was posting pictures and tagging “The Shaderoom” and other entertainment blogs. Plus, filming a freaking reality show as Salt N Pepa’s bodyguard and as Pepa’s lover!

Clout chasing.

I wonder if men ever take the time needed to reflect on their own actions.

Why is it so hard for some men to take accountability for their actions.

Even after the fire is out, they will not admit to igniting it.

I’m so tired of the “crazy ex” or “crazy baby mama” narrative men use to deflect where they went wrong.

Still, we must forgive them and heal, right?

Well, me forgiving was allowing the man who had treated me so badly to come to the hospital after our daughter was born. That was the first step.

Did I receive balloons, flowers, or a push present? Nope.

Did I expect it? Yes!

I just had a natural birth, buddy… without an epidural.

I want all the respect!

But, single moms don’t get much respect; yet the high road is one we must always take.

As I swallowed my pride and aimed to keep the focus on Legacy, I was glad to see her father loving on her as she deserved.

No matter how much we don’t like our children’s fathers, it’s important for us to support their relationship with the kids.

Children need both parents.

God created it this way for a reason.

Co-parenting

I remember praying:

Lord please remove all the anger and hurt from my heart. Help me to forgive him. I want to be a good role model, a great mother, and a loving-kind woman of strength.

But, life doesn’t care about your prayers. You can pray all day and still get beat up until your broken.

There is no magic potion, prayer, or fairy dust that’s going to make your life just happen the way you want it to.

You have to put in the work and activate your prayers.

Things often got heated between me and my ex, as we tried this new co-parenting thing.

Two hurt and stubborn people can be a recipe for disaster.

But, as my faith grew, I learned how to deal with conflict better.

When I felt disrespected, I would try not to react at all. Instead I’d ask myself: will your actions line up with your prayers? If not, be still.

Don’t give away your power.

It was hard separating the hurt and just parenting. The tension between us was palpable.

I don’t feel like he truly understands what he put me and the kids through. Nor did I believe, at that time, that he was genuinely sorry.

He was so blind and self-absorbed. It infuriated me.

I remember one day my spirit told me: pray for him.

But, because I wasn’t all the way healed, I resisted. I didn’t want to do that.

Stubbornly, I stood my ground: Pray for him?

I’m all prayed out on him, Lord.

No thanks!

So, we struggled to get along a bit longer.

Exhausted, I finally accepted that only God could deliver the peace needed for me to be a great mom.

So, I had Legend join me and together we prayed for his dad.

Video of Legend praying

Something beautiful happens when you pray for your enemies.

It stops you from seeing them as the villain and gives you a sense of peace.

God’s Word reminded me that we are in a spiritual battle.

“For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.”

Ephesians 6:12

The devil is an expert at destroying families. Don’t let him use you.

Whether you’re separated, divorced, or a single parent, you should always be praying for your children’s father/mother.

Your kids need you both healed and whole.

During my pregnancy, I wrote this prayer:

“Lord, when I am wronged, help me to relinquish my right to clap back!

Help me to remember the truth of your word in Psalms 135:14 that says you will vindicate me.

And when I am tempted to repay evil for evil, please help me to remember that my struggle is not another human being, but with myself.

My desire is to be a woman who is mature, wise, and who has a sound mind. I want to be a woman who possesses the fruit of your spirit.

Please, help me!”

Oftentimes, my actions didn’t line up with my prayers.

I failed numerously by saying harsh things to my ex. Sadly, I would yell and cuss at him whenever he disappointed me.

But, nobody wins when a family fights, especially not the children.

Our babies look to us for security and guidance, regrettably I wasn’t always the best role model.

But, now I remind myself that God is love.

And, His love should be reflected in your family in spite of your marital status.

So, the next time your ex drives you to the point of calling him “a piece of shit.” Pray for him instead.

Give people a piece of your heart and not your mind.

And learn how to fight in a way that will make a difference: on your knees, in prayer!

Let forgiveness flow, my friends.

Family video co-parenting

God bless us all!