The problem that I have with trusting other people is that they invariably betray that trust and let me down. Every time a coconut, every damn time! That's why I think it's best that I don't trust people and am my own army of one, not that I can rely on myself. That way, the only person who'll disappoint me is me.

You might think that I would have learned this much by now, but no, I'm a slow learner in this area. I keep getting my hopes up and making the same mistake with different people, expecting more from them. I shouldn't have expectations to begin with.

I might not be able to rely on other people to keep their word or remember me, but at least I can rely on going for a walk and eating a big fat slab of chocolate to make me feel a little better. I've just done that and it has, somewhat. However, I now have to think about what I want for supper, seeing as I'm cooking for myself tonight. I'm all out of ideas (other than macaroni and cheese or toasted sandwiches). My life is not very exciting or stimulating, I know, but c'est la vie. I should get out more.

Snark out!

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