I almost wish I got in trouble for actually doing something bad. But the thing that seems to get me in the most trouble is my innocence. I just don’t notice when people have ulterior motives. I don’t even notice when they pull me right in and everybody else thinks that I must know what’s going on.
I really don’t. Ever. If I did, I would remove myself from the situation and even the company, if I had to. I don’t want to be used. And I particularly don’t want to be used to upset the people I love.
I have an endless pool of faith in humanity and the goodness of people.
But it seems, of late, that I’m drowning in it.