You reach out to a *friend* with open arms, willing to share her miseries, and even more ready to help her out of them....providing all the support you can. And then suddenly the *friend* disappears from the scenes without a hint, and you remain there to face the truth, to realize that it was all an 'in-your-face' lie. You didn't once even think that it could be a farce, a fake. You trusted your *friend* and that's the only wrong you did.
Yeah, you got it just right. This happened like last week and my heart and mind are still reeling under that effect. I need to get my thoughts straight and understand why, in the first place, was I led on to believe in all that was said to me? Like any other individual, who could have been in my shoes, I did not only sympathise, but empathised with the victim. Yes, I believed that she was the victim. And the sole reason behind it was that I had been a victim of similar circumstances and so, I only thought it right to hold out and be there for her.
And isn't that what most of us do, if not all? We believe the person who we know (supposedly) and are often made to think that everything that the person says is true; that the entire world seems to be conspiring against him/her; that he/she has been wronged and all that! And we have even more reason to believe in all of that if we have been in a similar muddy situation ourselves!
As for me, all I can think of is that my choice of the person was wrong and so I was prejudiced. For there is no other way that I can justify all that happened. The pride I take in my friends has been affected and I feel cheated. That does not make me suspect others around me; but it does make me more careful of my choices. I don't want one incident to make me feel this way for others around me. For I have friends that I still am proud of for they are who I chose for myself. And even now, they give me the assurance that this is just a one-off incident. Yet, the words remain - I feel cheated. There is anger. There ought to be anger. But it's not for anyone else, but myself. The damage done, the retrospection over, I need to move on from here....only a little more cautious and careful... I am not the one to forgive easily, I'd rather let go.
Will not let leave you all on such a note, blogdosts, and will make up for it before the day ends. Till then, take care and stay precious :)