throwing stones

Supposedly there is a lesson you're supposed to learn when the same bad thing (or person) enters your life again and again and again.


I seem to have a recurring theme...


Exhibit A : high school - girl (I truly pitied and believed by being friendly and nice I could change) who would lie about the colour of the sky and believed it - thought that telling everyone I wanted to be her and have everything she had.
Exhibit B : university - girl who needed a roommate and I a place to live - existed in a world of her own fantasy and thought I wanted to be her and have everything she had.
(do you see a pattern yet?)
Exhibit C : grown-up - girl who was a basically an acquaintance seems lonely, has similar interests to me - thinks it would be fun to slander me - because I want to be her and have everything she has.


And I am left feeling much as pictured...


I am pretty happy with my life. I am back to a size 8, I have 4 (very faint) stretch marks and my boobs are bigger, I don't have grey hair and no wrinkles. I also have a wonderful loving supportive (and gorgeous) husband. An amazing smart funny and active son. A large and supportive family. Five outstanding and beautiful women friends who would stand between me and a firing squad.

I guess people just make me sad. These 3 women, I pity.
Lesson Learned: don't be nice to crazy people.