I used to wake up and build my orders, often working late into the night because I had no one to go home to. Now I wake up and go to work on my orders with a skip in my step and cut off when my hands are sore and blistered but not yet bleeding, and sky is still light. Now I have someone to go home to. My work is better also because I am once again taking pride in it.
I watch people throw away love callously, often in public displays to embarrass their soon-to-be ex in front of others. I always comfort the one who has lost the one he truly loves. I laugh at the callous one when he or she is, in turn, scorned. Usually, they are shunned multiple times if they are the ones who toss their exes aside publicly. Who wants to take the chance of that happening to them.
Watching those who had a chance at true love and threw it away makes me appreciate what I have even more. But when you are the one who matched one who publicly humiliated that one, it hurts almost as much as if you were the one who was insulted. I have learned my lesson, though. I will only introduce my enemies to those I think maybe this way.
What this means is I will no longer introduce folk to hopefully start a relationship. And if I know the person, even distantly, and see they are beginning a relationship with one I know likes to humiliate their partners publicly, I will warn them. Maybe even if I don’t know them, I will warn them. At least this way, I will not feel guilt. I gave them a chance to avoid it.
