apparently I'm gullible.
I believe that people are good. I believe they say what they mean. I believe people don't intentionally hurt others. I believe that friendships last.
yes, I have even always been one of those sappy people that believes in the spirit of the holiday season. that it brings out the best in people. I'm beginning to think that may be the furthest thing from the truth.
maybe I shouldn't believe these things. maybe I'm a terrible judge of character.
some people are not good. some people lie, often. some people will intentionally hurt others if it's easier. some people use than discard friends like old newspapers.
I believed in a friend. I trusted. completely. I never imagined that opening up, believing, could rip open such a hole.
I feel naive. foolish. gullible. and very far removed from my normal happy holiday self.