If You Want To Whine….

I’m going to date myself here in what I’m going to say but that’s ok.  I wear a badge of honour for my years.

Back in the 1950’s and early 1960’s, there seemed to be a line that every parent gave.  Perhaps, it was written into a Dr. Spock book somewhere but, most parents back then, didn’t put up with their child’s whining especially, in stores and would swiftly swat us when we acted up.

If you want to whine…I’ll give you something to whine about,” they’d say, ushering us out of the store or over to the side where we couldn’t bother anyone else.


Yesterday, I was in a mall shoe store, trying on shoes with the help of a friendly clerk.  The store was crowded and there was barely room to try on shoes or get past other customers.  As I bent down to try on a pair, a child ran up the aisle, knocking over boxes of shoes, swiping down displays and carrying on like a lunatic.  He was no small child who didn’t know any better.  He appeared to be around the age of 8 or so, possibly even older.

No one did a thing.  His mother and grandmother went on blissfully looking at shoes while this kid ran wild through the store, continuing to wreak havoc with not only store merchandise but, making it impossible for other shoppers to try on shoes or even look.

One brave sales clerk, dared to try to stop this little creature from his reign of terror by taking a box out of his hands, telling him it was rude and asking where his parents were.  The little monster ran to his mother, whining and screeching out whining noises that sounded like something from a horror movie.  The mother did nothing and the child returned to his antics.

At that point, another store clerk attempted a similar tactic and met with the same results. Most other shoppers at this point had stopped to stare at this Child Gone Bad in either amazement, disgust or both.

It was at that exact moment that my own parent’s words came flooding back as though they were standing right there and were it not for being put up on assault charges, I would have smacked the child upside the back of the head then, proceeded to repeat the same gesture and words with his mother and grandmother.

“If your child insists on being such a pain in the behind and, you’re not going to do anything about him…you may as well feel it like everyone else in the store is feeling it!”

Of course, I couldn’t and I didn’t but, I can tell you that it was mighty tempting.

From my little corner of life, what you put up with from your child at home is your business but, if that child is annoying the pants off of everyone else around you, either do something or expect some sort of consequence.

I would have loved to have seen that family kicked out of the store at that point but, I’m sure, like me, other customers left instead.

Sadly, I have come to truly appreciate that line that was given out so freely back in the 50’s and 60’s.  I wish more parents would learn it…or, perhaps…a t-shirt with the saying imprinted on it would serve a purpose?

A Sense of Entitlement Brings Ignorance To Developed Countries

Ignorance and a sense of entitlement. Is that what people are coming to in North America nowadays?  It’s more a time of asking “what’s in it for me and, how can I get it. Damn everyone and everything else!”


In looking around any mall or large store, one can find it flourishing in every parking lot, store or cashier line-up. It’s in the people who illegally park in non-parking spots or taking up space directly in front of the store where parking is prohibited, sitting there blindly while other cars struggle to get around them or, swearing in return when someone honks because they can’t get past.

It shines clearly through those who try to take full buggy loads through cashier lanes clearly marked as Express Lanes or, those who stand in front of jewellery, pharmacy or electronics cash registers to pay for items not from those departments, getting angry and starting a fuss if the cashiers attempt to refuse to ring through their cart full of groceries.

It’s heard in the voices of those who will scream at their kids, now having wandered 3 or 4 aisles over from them, knocking things off of shelves, destroying displays while chasing one another and tripping others, never being checked upon or reigned in by their parent or parents.

It’s in the persons who park their buggies horizontally across an aisle in a grocery store, blocking everyone else from getting up or down it while they look at the side of a can or box and ignore the lineups of those waiting to get past them.

It lays in the fingers of those in cosmetic departments who break seals on lipsticks, by-passing testers to rub lipstick onto their hand then put it back onto the display or, in those who open nail polishes and proceed to paint the shelf or signs with it like graffiti artists.

One can see it in banks where the line-ups are long and the instant tellers are being taken up by someone’s children who are punching the keys, playing on every untaken machine while their mother barely looks over or ignores what her children are doing to others, waiting.

It lays in the clothing, knocked off of racks then, stepped on or rolled over with buggies as they walk away, leaving what they’ve destroyed behind them.

If that isn’t enough, it’s found in those who don’t ever use the words, “please” or “thank you” when someone has gone out of their way to be courteous or polite to them.

How about having to listen to someone’s entire conversation on a cell phone while waiting quietly in a doctor’s office or other quiet place or, their ringers going off and them not answering it but, not shutting the ringer or notifications off either.

There’s an endless list of things that people do or don’t do that can be considered a sense of ignorance or entitlement and while it would be wishful thinking to peg it down to discount department stores such as Walmart or, certain groups of people, the truth is that this type of occurrence happens in every public place, every ethnic, race, creed or culture. Rich or poor, the attitude is seemingly the same.

Ignorance seems to know no boundaries and a sense of entitlement seems to come with today’s mindset being one of “it’s what I want that matters” which brings it forward.  No one cares anymore about anyone else or even politeness, the laws or common courtesy.

Worse than anything, it seems that people who are privileged enough to live in developed countries now seem to think that what they want and need, when they want it and need it, should be provided for them and everyone else be damned. It’s not what they can do to show appreciation for what they have but more what they can get out of everything. It’s a sense of entitlement and with that…comes the ignorance.

The saddest thing of all is that everyone is so afraid of the repercussions from admonishing these people or even bringing them to justice in the law or other forms of re-alignment that no one really does anything anymore so, they continue on doing it and pushing the boundaries further.  Political Correctness has made this worse.  Are we so afraid of offending a culture or a religion that we can’t even let them know that they are crossing boundaries and laws? Are we that afraid that we won’t even attempt to correct any of this type of behaviour? How will Society develop in a civilized manner when everyone figures that it’s ok to do whatever they want and can get away with it?

Isn’t it time that we stepped up to the plate and said,

“NO…you cannot park here.  It’s illegal.”

“Please move your buggy so that I can get past,” and not fear repercussions.

“Get your children under control or leave, please.  thank you,” and push the person to handle their children’s poor behaviour or leave with them.

“No, I will NOT ring through your purchases in this department.  You’ll have to go to the appropriate cashier for that,” and, “I don’t care how long you stood here, waiting…your purchases are NOT from this department.”

“Stop opening the bottles of cosmetics as this is considered theft and vandalism.  You are paying for these items now.”

“Your yelling at your spouse or children is bothering my right to shop in peace.  Take your argument outside of the store.”

“You knocked clothing off of that rack, knew it, left it there and proceeded to walk over it.  It’s considered yours now.  I’ll ring that up at the register.”

“Please obey the ‘no cell phone’ sign and turn off your cell phone or, step outside to make your call.”

“Please move to the side so that I can get past you.”

“I’m sorry but you have a buggy full of items that far exceeds this line’s purpose.  Please move to another suitable cashier and let me past or I will cause a fuss at the desk when you’re considered next.”

Sadly, these types of statements are rarely made by either services, store associates/employees or those of us who are inconvenienced by these types of people and their scenarios.  Equally sadly, I could fill volumes of written words on the subject but, won’t.  All that I can say further right now is…that’s how I’m seeing things going in today’s world and from my little corner of life in it and, I’m sure that I’m not alone in seeing it or feeling this way, am I?

Mimi Rogers, Nicole Kidman, Katie Holmes: What Broke Up Tom Cruise’s Three Marriages?

Tom Cruise and Mimi Rogers. Scientology and Cruise's cheating broke up that marriage.

Tom Cruise and Mimi Rogers. Scientology and Cruise’s cheating broke up that marriage.

A lot of readers have come to this blog, wanting to know what it was that broke up the marriage between Tom Cruise and his first wife, Mimi Rogers.  It’s really not a big secret but, the alleged truth is that Scientology was behind the break-up or rather, the big-shots who were running it.

Rogers was raised with the basics behind Scientology through her father’s devotion to the church’s founder, Ron L. Hubbard and his theories in dianetics, formed in 1952 by Hubbard.

Rogers, born as Mimi Spickler, whose father, Phil Spickler raised her under the principles set out by Ron L. Hubbard.  Her father was instrumental in helping Hubbard begin the first foundations for the Church of Scientology, based upon Hubbard’s theory of Dianetics. A lot of what Spickler did for the church was to try to funnel influential more lucrative people into the folds.  When Hubbard went into seclusion in the 1980’s, Spickler became disenchanted with the new powers-that-be that took over the church and left while continuing to follow Hubbard’s dianetic theories.

Rogers was raised on this type of premise and Hubbard’s theories and had a stint with owning her own field office in California so, it stood to reason that when she met Cruise, now a major Hollywood star, she introduced him to Scientology somewhere around 1986 when they started dating.

Cruise had what is alleged to be “philandering ways” and had been said to have slept with lots of women.  Rogers was apparently, hoping that Scientology would straighten him out and stop this habit.

“Tom was fucking everything that moved,” a friend of Rogers’ said. “But they were all women. I know why the gay rumors started later, but it had nothing to do with who he was having sex with. He slept with women, and he slept with a lot of them.”

In spite of Cruise’s indiscretions, Rogers, 6 years older than Cruise, married him in a hush-hush ceremony on a Scientology important date, May 9, 1987, the date in 1950 that Hubbard had published his first book on dianetics.  Hubbard died in January of 1986 and others had long since taken over the church.

David Miscavige, now a big-shot within the church and brought in by Rogers, saw a huge opportunity in the idea of having a big star like Cruise as part of bringing the church’s ratings and to the forefront in enlarging its membership.  Cruise became an integral part of the church’s future membership and Miscavige wasn’t about to let Rogers possibly screw that up for them.  He set out to destroy the marriage when he saw Rogers as a threat to his plans as her father had left the church nor, did Miscavige want Cruise to be associated with Rogers’ father, Spickler who had become what the church considered a “squirrel” (someone who practiced outside of the church).

When Rogers suggested that she and Cruise use the church’s form of marriage counselling, hoping to change Cruise’s philandering, Miscavige saw that as a clear opportunity to break up the marriage completely.  He made sure that he hand-picked and coached a therapist from the church, do the “counselling”.  That, as it’s said to be, was the beginning of the end of their marriage as Cruise had become more deeply entrenched in the church and the counsellor was sure to ensure that the counselling failed.  It did.

It was during that time that Cruise met Nicole Kidman, his future second wife through his cheating ways and perhaps, because of the church. It’s unclear how he met Kidman. After several times spent together with Kidman, Cruise then got her involved with him further by getting her a role in his then, new movie “Days of Thunder” where their affair continued as Miscavige had wanted to happen and had a “church audit” done on Cruise where he was convinced to stay with Kidman and let Rogers go.  When Rogers showed up on set during the filming, the church made sure that she was “handled” so as to protect Cruise’s relationship with Kidman.  The marriage was doomed through a lot of interference and plotting by the church, as well as Cruise’s own ego and womanizing ways and, it worked.

The church told Rogers that the marriage needed to end by convincing her that it was for the church’s greater good and convinced her to sign the divorce papers.  Rogers swallowed it and signed them as well as an agreement with Cruise to “not talk about it”.

Via a very similar method, the church eventually saw Kidman as a threat to the church when she had Cruise start to back away from it for a few years of their marriage.  The church worked on her as well.  Kidman had also gone into Scientology because of Cruise’s involvement.  Eventually, that marriage also ended through the church’s meddling.  Cruise was too big a ticket for them to lose and also cost Kidman 2 of her children as the church turned them against their mother as well.

What happened between Cruise and Kaite Holmes, Cruise’s third wife was eerily similar to the other 2 wives.  As a matter of fact, Holmes had become friends with Kidman who allegedly, helped her to see what was happening to her through Cruise’s involvement with the church and how the church would also involve Suri, Cruise’s and Holmes’ daughter.  That’s when Holmes woke up and got out, with her daughter.

So, there’s the skeleton from the rumour mill and how Scientology ruined all 3 of Cruise’s marriages.  Sad but, from my little corner of life….he’s a “bought man” and part of a cult following.  As long as he remains part of the church…his life is in their hands and he’s merely a puppet with a puppet master.  But, that’s just my personal opinion on the matter and nothing more.

Eating Crow But Not Yet Conceding Flaperon Found On St. Reunion Means MH370 Is In The Southern Indian Ocean

I’m eating a plate full of crow with a side-helping of humble pie for dessert right now.  I was wrong about the flaperon, found on St. Reunion, just east of Madagascar as French investigators in Toulouse, France, have now deemed the washed up plane part as part of missing Malaysian Flight MH370.  I was following news reports upon which to base my opinions and they were wrong.

What I won’t eat crow or humble pie over just yet, is the fact that no other parts of the plane have been found.  Not one cushion or other piece has washed up anywhere in the world and in the initial days of the missing flight in 2014, there were zero signs of a plane crash in the area authorities had deemed as the area in which it is alleged to have gone down.

Second to that is the idea that there is little doubt that Malaysia mis-handled that entire debacle of a missing commercial plane with 239 passengers and crew aboard from the early stages and long afterwards.

There is doubt as to why Malaysian Prime Minister, Najib Razak was quick to the draw in early days after the plane went missing to announce that the plane had crashed with all aboard dead, in spite of having found no trace of evidence for such a proclamation.

Added to that idea is the fact that long before French investigators had arrived at the conclusion that the flaperon was that of MH370, Razak had made a public declaration that it was indeed from MH370 and all were dead.

A thorough search along Reunion and surrounding areas, revealed no more washed up plane parts or anything else that could be connected to MH370 before concluding their investigation and making their declaration.

There is reason to all that has been done or not done.  The flaperon has been deemed to not have been ripped off in a violent manner or one consistent with the type of crash that had been presumed it had taken.  Razak rationalized it by saying that the plane may have made a soft, belly type of landing and sunken wholly.  That, alone, opens up an entirely different can of worms when it was presumed that there had been foul play in taking the plane and it ran out of fuel, crashing into the Southern Indian Ocean.  To date, I have seen no explanation for the change in theories.

Topping the charts of suspicion is the fact that these flaperons are easily changed, taken off and discarded as well as the noted fact that there’s a shortage, world-wide of Boeing 777 plane parts.

I will still hold onto suspicion that the flaperon found on St. Reunion may have been planted and that the plane is somewhere else other than the Southern Indian Ocean perhaps, used for parts or as a whole.  Either way, something is not right about this entire story and loss.  Information seems to be being covered up and my suspicion is that Malaysian authorities know more than they are letting out to the world.

Actions Speak Louder Than Words When It Comes to Loyalties From Friends and Family


I’ve lost most of my family and the few members as well as friends that I have left, have little want to get together or keep in much contact, for whatever their reasons.  It’s not for lack of trying on my part but, at a certain point, I’ve come to realize that when I don’t make the effort, no one else does either.  Frankly…I’m tired and I’ve finally come to realize that I can’t make people care in spite of trying or because I’d like them to care or think that they should.

I recently had a discussion with a couple of remaining family members and friends whom I’ve done more for than I realize now I should have done. The real issue is these family members and so-called friends who proclaim to care deeply, have taken actions to distance themselves further and have therefore, shown that their words were and are hollow.  Actions speak louder than words and frankly, I have a few friends whom I’ve never met in person and done nothing for, who seem to care more and keep in touch more than those I’ve done so much for.  Strangers have shown more care at times than family and friends have shown me.

I am not about to attempt to change these dynamics anymore.  I’ve run out of fuel.  If these family members and friends don’t have the want to have a closer relationship, there is no use in exerting any further effort or energy into trying.

I give up and concede defeat that these people have been only been in my life for what I can do for them rather than true care for me as a person. Of course, there will come many times when they will need, want and expect me to be there for them again.  I, however, will not be here for them, waiting to help as I once was.  I refuse to allow myself to be used and abused any longer.  I have offered myself up on a silver platter and they have been partaking of the feast I serve up to them.  The feast is over and, further offering of myself, laying prostrate to their needs and wants is akin to throwing myself down as a doormat upon which to wipe their feet and walk away once satiated.

Do I care? Yes, of course but, I have also come to realize that I have to have a life of my own and a right to feel good about myself.  Unfortunately, I have been allowing them to  rob me of my self-esteem.

As bitter as this may all sound, it’s the clearest and healthiest thinking I’ve had in a very long time.  It was a necessary conclusion to have finally arrived at because by not having gotten there, I was allowing the life to be sucked out of me as well as to have hampered my making decisions that have needed to have been made.  I am now freed from chains to do that, finally.

A Few Things To Keep In Mind….

When people are taking from you but, not giving back, it’s time to set them free, related to you or not.

If you can see that the people you’re expending the most energy and time into, are not making the effort to be part of your life, let go.  What are you losing except your wasted time, energy, and possibly finances?

I now know that when I’m given an invitation to special occasions where there’s gifts involved, that might be the only reason that I’m being invited.  If there’s no other times in which I’m being considered or invited to get together, it’s likely only because of what I can give rather than me, myself that they want around.

When visits or calls are seemingly measured by times or numbers of times and they involve a brief visit or call then, nothing more until the next time, it’s likely to be because they are hanging on by a thread to their relationship with you so that you’re available to them and for them versus a true want to have you in their lives or any form of care about a true relationship with you.

If you’re getting the old adage, “I’m so busy…”, be careful.  You’ll likely find that they’re busy but, they’re busy making time for others they prefer to be with for whatever their reasons.  Don’t get fooled by their platitudes or excuses.  If they want to have contact with you, they will make the time.  Look more deeply at their actions with others if you have the ability to see those things.

Your own children may be using you.  We don’t like to think of our children that way but, if your grown children are only asking you to baby sit or asking you for money and you’re hardly seeing or hearing from them otherwise, they also fit into this category.  If you don’t believe me, try saying “sorry, I can’t right now” and watch their reactions.  If you haven’t heard much from them other than these occasions and, they distance themselves because you’ve said no to them, they’re showing you that they are not exceptions to those who use you.

Ask yourself how you’ve been playing into aiding these people to use you.  How have you been enabling them to continue doing it to you?  Have you been so desperate to have these relationships that you’ve literally invited them to walk on you?  If so, STOP now.  You’re not only opening the door to this type of treatment from others but, you’re also allowing them to stomp on your self-esteem and dreams for yourself.  You’ve become a literal dishrag that they’re wringing out of all sense of self-respect.

People will treat you how you teach them to treat you.  If you don’t respect yourself,  your time and your energy, no one else will either.

Start saying “no” to people like this a bit more and watch what happens.  Yes, you may lose people from your life but, ask yourself if they were ever really there for you or, was it for what you could do for them?  If it’s the latter, what are you losing?

Stop being afraid to stand up for yourself and let those who are really not there to care, walk on you.  All that you’re truly getting rid of is “the drainers/users”.  Do you really need them?

Move on with your life, with self-respect and others will follow suit.

At least, that’s the way that I’m seeing things from my little corner of life through experience and lessons learned.

Malaysian Prime Minister Screws Up Again As Flaperon Found Not From MH370


Insiders in the France led investigation into missing Flight MH370 have leaked out that French investigators in Toulouse, France had finished their technical examination of the flaperon found, washed up on Reunion Island in July 2015 and there is no technical link to it and the 18 month missing Boeing 777 plane known as MH370. There was only circumstantial links.

This piece of information flies in the face of Malaysian Prime Minister, Najib Razak’s proclamation in early days of the investigation that it was indeed from MH370, proving that the plane had indeed gone down into the Southern Indian Ocean with all 239 passengers and crew, dead.

Razak’s announcement came prematurely as the investigators in Toulouse, France would only say that it was a flaperon, part of a wing and came from a Boeing 777 plane but, stopped short by saying that there was a strong suspicion that it could have come from MH370 given the circumstantial knowledge that it was part of a Boeing 777, in a possibly correct location and that no other 777 had been deemed as missing.  Razak was the only one who rushed to make a grim, premature and false news release, stating that it was from MH370.

This wasn’t the first time that Razak has made such a leap to judgement and his ensuing rush to deem the plane as having crashed into the ocean with everyone on board, dead.  He made the same announcement only days into the initial search phase, rattling families of the missing passengers and crew as well as the world.  He later had to recant that statement through pressure from family members and lack of any evidence, proving such a claim.

It’s been stated by many within the airline industry that plane pieces are often changed by mechanics with airlines for differing reasons.  This specific part was reported to have shown no signs of having been ripped off in a violent manner such the alleged plane crash.  Razak then, turned his story into one that included his own hypothesis that the plane had made a “soft landing” onto the water’s surface and had sunk as a whole.

Secondly, we have the fact that while no other 777 had been reported as missing, the fact that these parts do get changed by airline mechanics and can be gotten ahold of, means that there is the possibility that someone had wanted that found on Reunion or, it went missing off of a boat of trash like so many other items have done amongst what is considered, ocean garbage.  Adding to that is the fact that Reunion has at least 2 airports which service and run public, commercial flights.  Is it not possible that parts for Boeing 777 planes, new and used, are stock-piled in one or both of those airports?

Thirdly, we can look back at the finder of the plane part, Johnny Begue, an island beach cleaner, that he was looking for a rock to use as a grinder for chilis when he came across the find at 8:45 a.m. that morning, having started at 7:00 a.m..  He told media that he first thought to bring the plane piece onto a grassed in piece of land and “plant flowers around it”.  Why?  It’s anyone’s guess but, he later apparently, turned his story into one of heroism where he knew it must be a crashed plane and he wanted to be respectful.  However, he told reporters that he thought about it and later decided to call a local radio station about the find.  Again, the question of “why call a radio station”, begs to be answered.  Begue later stated that he hoped he’d “get a medal” for his find.

One need only be reminded that Reunion has a high poverty and unemployment rate amongst its residents.  Bringing an international media spotlight to the tiny island and Begue himself, was not exactly one of wonder or amazement.

What is, however, amazing is that yet again, Malaysian Prime Minister Razak has been quick to leap the gun and declare the plane as part of the floor of the Southern Indian Ocean with all 239 passengers dead so many times and after his government as well as Malaysian Airlines had screwed up this missing plane’s saga so badly from the moment it signed off and shut down all communication systems through until it was deemed as missing even when it had re-crossed the Malaysian peninsula and flew for hours more, way out of its track and over the tip of Indonesia.

France is now also handling a criminal investigation case as 4 of the plane’s 239 passengers and crew were French and it is widely believed that the plane was intentionally taken with communication devices, seemingly manually and maliciously turned off right after the plane had signed off from Malaysian ATC towers and was to be handed over to the next in line.  The plane never made contact again.

What is he, his government and Malaysia Airlines covering up?

That is the question that runs through my mind from My Little Corner of Life.

Knowing When To Hold Or Fold Them When It Comes To Friend’s Problems

There are times when we all will have to choose between keeping a friendship and letting it go.  It shouldn’t be this way and normally, it isn’t but there are times when a friend gives you no choice but to accept that there is no choice and either way, can lead to an issue. The only question that remains is which one will leave your self-respect intact?


I am far more emotionally sensitive and have tried to be more helpful than I should be or is healthy for me to be. I’ve had more than enough experience in “people pleasing” and I’ve often been left hurt because of it.  It’s left me thinking about the lines between being helpful to someone else and being destructive to self.  Where is that line?

I’m no saint and I don’t pretend to be one. My halo is not a glowing gold and I certainly don’t have the wings of an angel but, I have prided myself on my ability to recognize a friend in need, doing everything that I can to help them out of any and all pain, if humanly possible.  I cannot stand to see people in pain.  I therefore, empathize myself into and out of a lot of energy loss and heartbreak because of it.

I recently had an issue with a long time, net friend.  She’s been in and out of personal troubles, more often than not, as a result of her own poor choices.  In spite of that, I have always tried to step in and help when she wants me to do so.  I have rarely ever refused her any help that I could possibly give her, even if it could only be a shoulder and an ear for hours on end, day after day.

However, this time came to a point where I could clearly see that her current trouble was multi-faceted and clearly due to her own mistakes as well as control issues that she has had in her own life.  It was at that point that I recognized that no good could come from me wading into this mess to bail her out as I would usually have done with her.  The price tag would have been far too great a drain on my own self-respect, energy and time.  Not only that but, my efforts wouldn’t have worked in this scenario because the issues involved were created by her own poor choices, needs and internal predicaments that she’s kept herself under.

As hard as it is to do, we sometimes need to let others fall and not feel the need to dust off their behinds for them.  Sometimes, people need that bruising with which to learn what is needed to be learned. By constantly stepping into it all, it would be akin to depriving them of perhaps, a learning experience.  This is where I decided to step aside this time.

Was I right?  I’m not sure yet.  I do know that by not leaping in to the murky waters this time to save her, I angered her.  Yet this time, I also recognized that had I continued on with trying to help her, I also would have stepped into a role that was not mine to step into nor, one that was helpful to her or me.

While I have incurred the wrath of her upset at my lack of being The Calvary this time, I somehow, deep down inside, knew that standing back was the right thing for me to do, for her sake and mine, whether she sees it that way or not and in a way, it felt relieving to have done so this time.  Her current predicament is one that she has created, expecting others to help her.  This is the one time that I stood back and saw that either way, helping or not helping, it wasn’t healthy for either one of us and would have led to the end of our friendship anyway. Either way, I was going to lose something.

I have no clue where this is all going to end up but, I do know that for at least this time, I grew a thicker skin and didn’t let my usual patterns rule my actions. I refused to allow a friend’s poor choices affect my life this time and that felt good.

As they say, “the road to Hell is paved with good intentions”.  It’s hard to please others but, really easy to tick them off. I may have lost a friend today but, I have gained something in return…the ability to know when to hold ’em and when to fold ’em.

At least, that’s the way that I’m seeing things from My Little Corner of Life at this moment.