Have you ever been somebody’s confidant? How does it feel when somebody trusts you? Elated, right? A confidant, a best friend. This is how we perceive it. But sad to say, when one is tempted by the shining glory of promises and power, one becomes a disgusting traitor, a sheep in a wolf’s clothing.
Today is an awakening day. Somebody opened my eyes for me (thanks to you).
For three months, I have been cautious and distant to people I used to trust. People who know how and what I feel with just anything, be it personal or about work. Day after day, I carried a heavy and crashed heart, bravely keeping the pain inside and learned to be numbed. I was admittedly a calloused judgmental ego-centric being. I became stiff and cold-hearted….and all this for nothing. All along, I was wrong. All my beliefs were negated and disproved. I was barking at the wrong tree.
I hate myself for hating the wrong people (don’t worry, very far from suicidal). Guilt is engulfing my whole being now. I need to say sorry to these people.
It all started from a tattling love-stricken man, who betrayed his influential (ex)best friend in favor for a bright future (who can blame him). Such betrayal stirred and stained a chain of relationships. I can go on with my rants, but my eyes are now yelling. Geez, it’s already 12:45AM, and I need to sleep.
To this man, I hope you know the Law of Gravity by heart, so you will not be surprised with your future downfall