Fake People

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Have you ever been talking to someone and after a little while you realize that this person is totally fake? You know in life I am sure we go through this many times, and I think we begin to notice this sometime around the 5 grade, maybe. You are playing wall-ball and your best friend asks for a cut in line and you are happy to, but when the table is turned, they don’t let you cut in line. Or how about the time you shared a personal story and your friend promised to keep it a secret, but later you find out that other people know as well. People you think are your friends only end up betraying you.

I am sure you can think back to middle school, high school, college, and even your first job, where you can clearly remember that one person that you thought was a friend, was fake in many ways. But what do you, I mean what can you do, I am sure that it will continue to happen as you move through life, right? Meeting people, making connections, or building a circle of friends, only to discover that one of them betrayed you. How about that best friend that seems to always be there for you, and when you broke up with your partner they just happen to be there to sweep in and take them for themselves. The pain we go through when we realize these people were part of our lives and to end up doing you wrong can bring a sour flavor to any new friendships or relationships for that matter.

How about that one coworker that you taught, back up them up whenever something went wrong, only to later discover that a position that you were a fit for was taken by that co-worker. I mean you were better qualified but somehow you were overlooked and they were chosen, but you ask how. Later to discover that over a period they had been whispering in the office that you were not that good or simply talking bad about you. I am sure we can all remember that one person that you held dear to you, that later broke you and was so fake that you ever wonder if anything that you went through together was real. It makes you questions yourself as a person, wondering if maybe you are the one to blame for these fake people walking all over you, but is it really your fault, is it really that you just happen to attract these types of people. If it is what can you do to stop it, or how can you attract only good people, those that simply care about you – the real you. You know as it is we have enough with all the troubles already in our lives, which include money, relationships, self-identification, goals, gas prices, taxes, what am I eating tonight – these things and the many more things that make our life busy, crazy chaotic, doesn’t seem to have room for fake people. But somehow, we manage to find, embrace, welcome love, these fake people into our lives, only to later get betrayed. I don’t know, I always hear that “Things happen for a reason”, you lose a job, a friend, a partner, “always for some reason” that might be revealed later, but man does it hurt. Yes, you can simply cry a bit, get angry, scream, and move on, but I believe that these things take a toll on our bodies and minds and it becomes extremely exhausting. “Can’t we all just get along”, can we just simply hang out, chat, laugh, cry, together and then start over again the next day – knowing that you have someone, that you can really count on.

I guess we will all go through these people, starting from a young age and onto our golden years, these people will always be around.

Picture thanks to QuoteReel

Thanks for reading and I leave you with this thought, “If you care about someone, care for them, if you really don’t like them, then just walk away instead of pretending to care”.

Published by iPapito

Strange but true, I was born in San Salvador, as an abroad US citizen. It sounds strange, but you see, my mother was 5 months pregnant and happen to be visiting San Salvador. She slipped and fell in a pool and well, I was born. I am a twin, but unfortunately, he did not make and I did. My mother’s side of the family happens to be well of, and I had the opportunity to live a nice life early in my childhood. You know, private school, servant, nice home, and vacations. Things change when my mother decided to follow my father to the United States and well, that is where my story begins. I started a blog a while back, but life sort of hit and I left it behind, but now as I am a bit older, I decided I needed an avenue to share my experiences with others, while at the same time allowing me to open up and talk like I am on someone’s couch, I guess you could say. This blog will be more like an open book, created by experiences that I have had throughout my life. Experiences that many could relate to and what I did or how I handled it, you know after the fact. You never know there just might be a piece of information, idea, an option that someone could use and it would help them through the experience. Just remember these are my experiences, things I have been through, work through, and lived through – it does not mean I am right, but it does not mean I am wrong – it is simply an experience.

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