People play this game far too often, sadly. Makes me think of the children's story, Cinderella. The part where the stepsisters tore apart Cinderella’s newly made dress for the Ball. Made from the scraps they had thrown out, Cinderella made a new dress. It was beautiful, but when it came down to ownership and what she believed she deserved she allowed their missdeeds to tear her down. That was until a magical force entered her life and transformed her beliefs.