Why the Good Don’t Always Win
There is that expression that crime doesn’t pay, which, sure, makes perfect sense. However, I have been thinking in recent days that being good sometimes doesn’t pay either. It is funny when you try to do the right and proper thing, you still can be hit with things that knock you off your butt. Sometimes I just want to scream, and say ENOUGH. Not that I think I deserve some special accolades for maintaining this “goodness”, but it can get to be a handful. I don’t go out of my way to hurt people, but why should I allow myself to get hurt and run into the ground by others without coming back fighting for myself, since no one else can or will really fight for me. I feel sometimes the quiet, meek ones endure these things the most, because, wow, the meek don’t bite back, the meek don’t fight, it just doesn’t happen, so they will take what is dished out. Well, goodness can only carry a girl so far . . .