Recently, I have had the unfortunate experience of rediscovering that not everybody that acts like they care about you truly do so. I have learned that some people will do whatever they can to bring others down and lift themselves up. If innocent individuals happen to get caught in between, so be it.
To those who don't know me, let me inform you about myself and how my heart is. Tenderhearted doesn't even begin to describe who I am. My emotions are so heavily felt that I find it difficult to separate the personal from the impersonal. Faithfully and without any need for validation, I trust others to do me no harm. Many people don't have the ability to so willingly trust others. For me, the ability is natural.
I won't deceive you—this event that occurred recently, it broke my heart. I ended up sitting on the back steps with my mom, tears running down my flushed cheeks and face buried under my hands, listening to her consoling words. She reminded me that not everybody has your best interest at heart. For some confusing reason, there are people who, no matter how kind you are towards them, only want to see you hurt.
I will never comprehend how or why. I only know that I could never act in such a manner to another person—one who has only ever been polite, respectful and kind.
My immediate answer to this problem was to swear the other person off-- to never speak to them again, unless spoken to. Yes, that would show them what a good friend they had lost. Would it really, though? Would I really be showing them they messed up by being hateful? The answer is no—I would only be giving them a reason to treat me unkindly. Even though they have upset me, I will continue being the girl that I have always been. Kill them with kindness, as folks say.
This situation brought to my mind one of my favorite verses, Jeremiah 1:19. "They will fight against you but will not overcome you, for I am with you and will rescue you,' declares the Lord." When your life is content and blessings are happening, the enemy will try to reach in and take some of that happiness. As I have said before, you can't let others steal your joy. After I came to this realization, I prayed about it, and washed my hands of it.
People always say that just when they begin to feel incredibly happy, something always happens to stop it. I'm saying don't let it stop you. I could've moped around about being hurt, but I'm not. I have too much greatness in my life to worry about somebody being petty or hateful. Don't you worry, either.
