I don’t think I ever felt a sense of being under appreciated then I did this past weekend. I don’t seek praise, compliments, or attention. But it comes to a point when you as a person have to know your self-worth even when others don’t recognize it. What is truly disappointing is the relationships I tend to foster with people, only to find out they don’t give a damn if you are a presence in their life. I hate trying to figure out where people stand. You know the cliché, “Reason, Season, or a Lifetime.” We tend to think we know who is who and whom we are dealing with, but that is truly never the case. Nobody, and I repeat, Nobody is ever how they seem. So why would we expect to know their real stance in our lives...
