- I believed the promises they made to me and my family.
- I assumed their interest in me and my family was genuine.
- I gave them the benefit of the doubt when their actions and choices were questionable.
- I failed to heed the warnings their reputations denoted.
- I believed the feelings and energy we had invested in their lives and well-being would be valued.
I'm left with other questions though: when will I stop feeling so hurt, betrayed, angry and frustrated over how I was treated? When will I no longer wake up in the night having imaginary conversations with them trying to help them see how little integrity they have and what a sad existence they have carved out for themselves? When will I look back on this blog post with a sense of peace? When? Anyone have any answers?

1 comment:
Just as it will take more than your words to heal them of their deeply-rooted selfishness, it will take much more than this to rob you of your idealism. If trusting and believing in people is naive, then I'm guilty as well. I could tell you that everybody gets theirs in the end, but a) I'm a little young to be knowing that and b) I'm not 100% sure they really do. Also, based on the toddlers I've seen, everybody begins life very selfish, but some manage to evolve past those tendencies [and some don't].
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