I find some comfort in knowing that at times the universe makes choices for us. It might not seem like it’s the right choice for us at the time, and it sometimes hurts like hell, but in the end it is exactly what needed to happen in order to protect us from ourselves and from others.

I saw a saying a long time ago that went along the lines of “The universe will show you the truth about someone over and over until you’ve seen enough to accept it” and I now know this be to be true. My problems is that I tend to ignore the universe showing me the truth of another person. I hang on to the idea of who I want that person to be. When you so badly want someone to be what they tell you they are, it is difficult to accept that their actions speak on who they really are. I have to learn to trust my gut instincts and act on it. I can’t keep ignoring it because that has done nothing but break my own heart.

I am starting to believe in fate. That there is somehow a chain of events that must happen in our lives. Maybe to teach us lessons, maybe to bring us to someone or something. Perhaps just for us to be there when someone else needs us and to save them from themselves. I hope and pray that was the reason that I have had to endure this pain. I pray that I have saved someone else from even more anguish. If I have, then that in itself is enough comfort to help me sleep at night.