Knowing the punishment has been dished out feels good even if the person being punished doesn’t know he is being punished.
Knowing what the person is being deprived of and how much that person would like it feels good. More punishments like this to come.
Made a resolution to start treating others the way they have been treating me. No more Ms. Nice Gal.
It will be hard to stop doing things the way I usually do but it will be worth it. I am hardening my heart to those who don’t care about mine.
I have learned to expect nothing from others. It is much easier on my heart and prevents disappointment.
You don’t lend and you certainly don’t share so why are you so surprised when no one will share with you?
Practice what you preach. You might find others start listening when they see you do what you say you want.
Should have known it wasn’t real. It never changed. When real, these things always look different.
The group was friendly. We spent quite a lot of time talking and found we came from the same neighborhood. You had a ride home. I had a long, nasty trip. You could have offered to share the ride. I know I would have shared mine if I had one. But you didn’t. You just left without even saying goodbye or nice meeting you.
Oh well, it is your loss. You said you were looking for people to do things with. If we ever meet again, make sure you count me out.