Posted in Memoirs

Scariest: Never Knowing Someone’s True Intentions

Honestly. That has got to be the scariest thing in this life. That when you meet someone, or hell- even build a relationship with someone you can never be 100% sure of what their intentions are with you or in your life. If you’re lucky enough to be a forgiving, benefit-of-the-doubt-giving person like myself… you’ve been trampled on time and time again by people who aren’t true to their word. Sweet sugary words come out of their mouths, but they never mean a single word of it. You turn your back and BAM! they’ve stuck one of your own kitchen knives in your back.

However, if there is one thing I’ve learned from being played over and over again it is this: stay true to yourself. Even if it may cause you some pain, it is worth it in the end. It is that nasty person’s loss not your own.

Just recently someone I trusted turned out to be one of these nasty people. They formed their own backwards idea of who I was and decided to use their assumptions to try and hurt me. Hogwash. They didn’t deserve to be a part of my life and it is only their loss in being a part of my world. I can still hold my head high and feel good about who I am because I can now see their true colors. Kind of ironic that the last post was about seeing MY true colors. And now… I see other’s.

You live and you learn.


A proud momma to Pedro, a gorgeous Cane Corso, American Staffordshire Terrier fur-baby. I've recently adopted little Oakley... a Great Pyrenees, German Shepherd, Pit mix puppy and little Oliver, an animated orange kitten. I was proudly raised in the middle of cornfields, barefoot, playing in the dirt. I have grown to appreciate all of God’s land, all that occupy it, and any way I can stay creative on it... including writing.

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