“…and Mrs. Plata, don’t even get me started on that.”
Those words have pierced right through my heart, and landed in my mouth where I have been chewing on them all day long since I heard them. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised because I was warned. But I chose to believe. I chose to invest my time, my friendship, my life experience, hoping it might make a difference.
I feel the fool. I feel sad. I feel used. The old saying goes…”when life hands you lemons, make lemonaid.” What if I am tired of drinking lemonaid? I’ve been making an awful lot of lemonaid in the recent past, and right now, I’d like to toss that lemonaid at someone and just say a few words of my own.
Of course that wouldn’t help. Of course, I won’t do that. I’d like to just get away and forget about the stress of life. I invested my self and got a slap in the face in return. It just kind of stings.