Hate is a sentiment which eats away at the soul. Love is also a sentiment which enriches the soul. But I'm not feeling love right now. I'd like to say I'm not feeling hate, but at the very least I am just so angry. I have been betrayed by a friend, what's worse is that the friend holds a respected position as regards the little people. I'm not sure he's respected that much anyway, but I really thought he was ok. I am such a bad judge of character, but can I really blame myself for thinking that he would help me give a child his dream? No. I cannot. I understand that in life we get friendlier with one and not the other, we tend to like one more than the other, we love blonds, cannot stand brunettes, we love sexy as opposed to obese, but can we really hold a grudge against a little man? Hell no. Nobody should be allowed to do that. And little people may be little, but they're not stupid. They sense things too. They know. I, on the other hand didn't know. I, on the very other hand didn't sense anything. I guess that makes me downright stupid. I thought that adults all had a duty towards little people, primarily to help them. But it's not so. And it makes me so angry that it suddenly turns sad. I am sad at what adults are able to do without remorse. And they should know better especially when they are parents themselves. And they should know even better because they once were little themselves.
Anyway, whatever this big macho man did failed miserably. Because he is not God, and God sees and knows and has a beautiful way of turning things round. To this sad person who should get a life I can only say, shame on you. To all the others who really helped no end, thank you. Your help has been of the utmost importance. To God I say, let Your will be done. I know it will be done now, and not amount of grudge bearing will overturn the tables. Let the failure know that I'm way too big to overturn. My boyfriend is way bigger to overturn. True I have pulled every string I could, and every contact in the book, but it's all worthwhile. Sorry big old man, you've lost the battle. And it's a little person who's overturned you. That should put a big enough damper on your swollen ego. You deserve one big trashing, but I am saving my immaculately manicured hands for love and cuddles which are all going to the little person. What a loser.
Anyway, whatever this big macho man did failed miserably. Because he is not God, and God sees and knows and has a beautiful way of turning things round. To this sad person who should get a life I can only say, shame on you. To all the others who really helped no end, thank you. Your help has been of the utmost importance. To God I say, let Your will be done. I know it will be done now, and not amount of grudge bearing will overturn the tables. Let the failure know that I'm way too big to overturn. My boyfriend is way bigger to overturn. True I have pulled every string I could, and every contact in the book, but it's all worthwhile. Sorry big old man, you've lost the battle. And it's a little person who's overturned you. That should put a big enough damper on your swollen ego. You deserve one big trashing, but I am saving my immaculately manicured hands for love and cuddles which are all going to the little person. What a loser.
