Just when you think it's getting better...

Someone comes along and crushes your hope that things might be turning around. Why do miserable people want everyone else to be miserable with them? Misery loves company, right? But why? Does it really make them feel better if everyone around them is just as miserable as they are? Why are some people so quick to assume the worst of someone else? Someone they've known for a year and had no reason to question up to now? Maybe I'm just too trusting. Some people need to have spines like cacti so you know who is dangerous and who you can actually trust.

I did meet a couple of very cool people this week though. One had some very interesting suggestions. We'll see where things go from here... I see definite changes in my near future.