Mean people suck......

No matter how old I get, my opinion will not change, mean people suck. Some people have refined being mean to an art, an ugly art. They live each day in search of the perfect victim. Someone they can attack that will give them the satisfaction they seek, the reaction that gives them control. The philosophy they have is simple, I make you feel bad so I can feel better.  The smaller I make you become the bigger I will appear. No matter how well we know these type of people or how often we encounter them, their words can cut like a knife, and bingo, they have hit the jackpot and your upset is their coveted pot of gold. You may ask why I am rambling on about this?
I was the victim, today, yet again. Someone quite miserable, struck pay dirt with me. Why did the attack of words hit the target with me?  Because I care about the person, even though they don't want me to.  I want to help them, and do nice things for them, and I want them to appreciate the sacrifice I make to help them, that is the reward I seek. Thus, the black hole, no matter how much we want to do for other people, some where deep inside of us we want them to appreciate it, even if they never say it, we need to feel they do, it motivates us to continue. When they express to us in a mean and hurtful way, it test our resolve as to why we help.  We need to experience the emotions that the hurt creates, so we can pick ourselves up on the other side and continue to do what we can to help others....especially the mean ones. For me, that means I need to vent, and then work through it on my own, and when the sun rises tomorrow, so will my forgive and forget persona. I hope that I can always hold onto that, and never become the thing that is so upsetting, the mean person. What is the old saying "what doesn't kill us makes us stronger" Here's to not killing kindness, only making it stronger.