Daily writing prompt
Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life.
20230914-1857. I’ve learned that most strangers do NOT have my best interest. Most of the ones that I’ve encountered are spooky spooks and have taken more from me than my own kins. One particular stranger had brother who was in debt to a business entity. I helped bail out that brother and other brother who were stuck overseas. See?
Now, I’ve learned to treasure my own kins over those that I’ve NOT met in-person. For example, I received a thank-you text message from my cousin whose mother was happy to see my elderly father and me yesterday evening. We gifted the old fart $100 but there was no mention of that detail except treasuring our presence. See?
Then again it’s just safer to assume that most strangers are harmless unless provoked like the coo-coo NextDoor neighbor who, like I said, has sub-delusion of jealousy, like an Admin, for example.
I figured that as long as these strangers are on the dark side of the planet or far, far away, say, over 300 feet for active restraining orders, then I would have blessed relief.
For example, an EARO didn’t work under civil and escalated under “criminal” because the coo-coo NextDoor neighbor couldn’t control herself within a few months.
Even after two years of expiration in May 2022, she still couldn’t control herself. That’s when I noticed a more substantial relief after July 18, 2023.
Once a rather cordial yet personal relationship has been established, it’s almost always difficult to let bygones be bygones.
My relationships are now platonic, meaning I let my imagination get the better of me: that chit-chatting or simply talking to strangers is NOT half as bad as getting emotionally involved with their troubles in-person.