The More Things Change ...

I've come to the conclusion that people can do nothing but let me down. This isn't a pessimistic view. In fact, if you look at it from my perspective, you'd see that it's just the reality of being as naively faithful and faith-filled as I am. From where I place them, they can't do anything but fail to live up to my expectations of them.

What I want to know is to whom is it more unfair, them or me?

I don't understand other people, and I feel lonely because of it. I'd say I'm hoping for a white knight to come riding in and rescue me, but ... well, as my grandmother would say, "You can put your wants in one hand and shit in the other and see what fills up first." Not very elegant, but you get the point.

P.S., I forgot how much I hate the process of dating.