I don't know rather to laugh or cry about that at this point and time....the fact that I'm not the only one.  God, that sounds so pompus doesn't it....

 

I knew all along there is crap in the world and that there is always someone that ends up with the crap all over them, at no fault of their own.  The person that threw or did the crap goes on their way, the person that got crapped on is left with the mess.  They have to deal with it, sort through it, clean it up.  Sometimes the crap is huge and awful and sometimes the person who got the crap on them feels like they are the only one dealing with it. 

 

I have learned though, that if you persevere, that if you look hard enough, long enough, you will find a place where there are others that are dealing with the same crap as you.  That they know where you have been, know where you are at, and know where you are trying to go.

 

After years, I found my place......I'm not the only crapee...Wonder if this makes sense....