This past week has been something ... I say something for lack of a word that can describe what I feel ... about what happened ... and about what's happening. I am lost. I don't know what happened, what's happening, and what will happen .
Two people (one a really close friend and one a friend) have both come up to me and told me that they heard I've said stuff about them and that they believe those people. They didn't even give me a chance.
I was judged, hanged, and left out to dry without a moment's hesitation; just like that.
Does it hurt? Of course. Do I want to find out what happened ... what stories were told? I don't know. I don't know if I should bother when they both didn't bother talking to me about it and hearing my side.
There ... they didn't bother hearing out my side. This is what hurts the most.
I've been pondering about it since the other day and last night ... I've slept on it just like what my other friend said and I've come to realize that yes I am hurting but the good thing that came out of this is that I now know that these two people are not what they seemed to be either.
I thought they were my friends but obviously, they're not. I'm sure they think exactly the same so its just the way that it will be.
This is what life is. As my good friend said to me ... "You matter. People envy you enough to create lies. It means you matter."
Apparently, to some people, I matter enough for them to betray me. I matter.