I am reminded of two things today:
1. Misery loves company. Misery should be more considerate. Company might have enough on its plate that dealing with misery is a little too much.
2. I give people way too much credit sometimes. I’ve noted repeatedly that I consistently expect the worst and hope for the best; I would like to be the hopeless idealist and keep the worst furthest from my mind, but time and again, people knock me back to my senses and remind me that the worst is a good thing to expect.
Yes, vague again. Because something that is not my problem — not even peripherally — has become my problem. And the reactions to said problem are so totally opposite of what I would do (and what I would hope any and all of my friends would do) that I am left speechless.
Sigh. Cause and effect. Actions and consequences. Accountability.
Cherish that last quality when you find them in people, folks, because it is far rarer than I would wish.
It’s far easier to imagine and create scenarios in your head than to accept responsibility for your life, I know. But guess what? It does you no good, in the short term or long.
This, too, shall pass. But damn, did it have to come my way in the first place?
You can’t be the Karmic janitor forever, my friend. Sometimes people have to deal with messes by themselves. When you have to clean up your own mess over and over again, you start to learn that it’s better not to make the mess in the first place.