Recently, I had an occasion to help a person I believed was a friend. Well, let me just say that I am more so now than before a believer in the saying that no good deed goes unpunished. I thought I was doing the right thing. I offered to help and even opened our home. In return all I got was a nightmare that I am still trying desperately to wake up from. I will say, though, that karma is a BITCH and I know who will draw the short straw when it comes to karma…won’t be me.
I wasn’t the only person hurt in her escapades. My children were effected, my beliefs and doubts in people were reaffirmed and another person who was truly innocent, sweet and undeserving of the treatment they received from her was hurt deeply as well. It has come to light that this person has lost all capability of telling the truth. Everything they have said for months is a lie. My trust in people just plummeted. It is hard for me to trust people anyway, it is my nature and my training in my chosen career path, so having this happen just reaffirms that trust is earned and now people will have to work a little harder to get mine.
I have found that there are those among us that feel friends are disposable. I feel sorry for them as true friends are truly hard to come by. There are not many people out there who would open their home and basically support a “friend” for the hell of it. I thought I was helping a friend..but I was disposable…just like the trash. Must be nice to have so many friends who will reach out to help that you can throw them out when you are done.
I guess there are lessons learned. Sadly, I had to get hurt in the process. Well, more angry than hurt but I will take this lesson and move forward with my lie, my goals, and my family.
I hate this feeling that I have. I feel like I was taken advantage of. I feel like my generosity was taken for granted and that I was never appreciated. I am just not the kind of person who expects much from other people but at the same time, if I am able to, I will do all to help a friend in need. I am hurt, angry and a barrel full of other emotions.
Que sera, sera…