Wondering Mind Of Eva: Life’s Battlefield
Life is already hard enough. Why do people have to make it more difficult? Why do people lie and manipulate? Are there any real people out there anymore?
I think not. I am totally shocked when I am faced with fake people that act like they are my friend. I start every relationship by having their best interest at heart, but they are frauds from the beginning.
A chick from back home in Arizona hits me up and was congratulating me on my success. Seemed nice enough. The next time I was in town we hung out. Months later we became pretty close. Then I find out she has been dating the guy that robbed be while I was living in Arizona. She knew all about the past relationship I had with her boyfriend.
The whole reason I moved from Arizona was because I figured if I had to start all over again it might as well be somewhere else other than Arizona. This was a great decision.
I am not the type of person to judge or tell someone that they can’t hang out with an individual, because I don’t like them. I figure I will tell them my experience and if they choose to proceed with that person, that is on them. At least they know what they are getting into.
I know karma will always have my back. I am not going to let these types of fake-ass people into my life. It is privilege to have my friendship not a right.
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Next on my list of difficult people comes ungrateful individuals. I can’t believe out of all the people in the world, Ed, didn’t even have the gull to say thank you. Ed was friend, manager, and part owner of a strip club I danced at back in day.
Ed told me about his dream to open a billiard’s bar in Scottsdale, Arizona. I am all about my friend’s dreams and goals and try to motivate and show belief in their dreams.
I told Ed that when he opened his billiard’s bar I would come to Scottsdale and help him promote the place for a week. I promised him I would work, drink, and promote his new bar. I did this all on my own dime. I busted my ass for him. I drove down to Scottsdale and stayed for a week in a hotel.
I didn’t even get a thank you from Ed. Are you seriously kidding me? How damn bad is that? I couldn’t believe Ed’s ungrateful behavior.
I try not to be jaded when it comes to trickery or not being appreciated. I know everybody has got something going on in their life and maybe they don’t see things the same way I do. I just don’t forget when it comes to future planning. I would much rather be home with my dogs then around fake-ass people that don’t know who they are and have no gratitude.
So for now this why I choose to be a solo kind of person. If you can’t enjoy your own company, then who can you enjoy?