Life’s Hard Lessons
I’m a very stubborn young lady and don’t tend to learn lessons very easily. As a result of this, it seems as though the lessons the universe sees fit to bestow upon me are generally quite harsh and difficult lessons. Today was a prime example of what I’m talking about.
I’ve been seeing someone for a couple of months. He’s been staying with me because he lost his housing and being the big softie I am I wanted to help him out. I’ve been a little dissatisfied with the relationship and was planning on talking to him about it this week in an effort to gain more satisfaction. In spite of my dissatisfaction, I’ve not had any reason to mistrust him…until now.
Last night after hours of fighting with the airlines and credit card company I had a billing issue resolved which resulted in a large sum of money becoming available on my pre-paid credit card. I was so frustrated with the credit card company that I planned to withdraw all the money from the card and close out my account. The problem with this is that there is a maximum daily withdrawal limit of $400. So I took the maximum out that I could and my partner offered to go to the ATM for me after midnight to take out an additional $400. I left him my card and the pin number then went to bed.
Around 12:30 am, as I was starting to drift off, he came and told me he was leaving and would be back soon. I fell asleep before he was out the door. When I woke up this morning I found that my cash and card were gone. He’d left all his belongings there, and left the TV on, but was no where to be found. I tried calling him in a panic, but he didn’t answer. I tried texting and emailing him, again with no response. I went online to check the balance and transaction history of my card and discovered that he’d been all over the city withdrawing money, emptying my card. There was only $14 left on it. I sent him a scathing text message and called the police to report a theft.
Several hours later I received a text message from him stating that he had a gambling problem. This was news to me. He told me he’d gone to the casino to try and double the money, but had lost it all. He’d been so ashamed at that point that he didn’t come home. He apologized profusely and begged my forgiveness. For something of this nature, my forgiveness is not going to be forthcoming.
The lesson I’ve learned from this situation: My home is associated with my job for the first time in my life. Allowing someone I don’t know very well into my home could jeopardize my job and my apartment. This situation could have been much worse. I could have lost my money, job and home all in one fell swoop if he had gotten into my office or any of my job related spaces.
I’ve worked very hard to get where I am. I’ve got a lot of good things going for me in my life right now, but I need to think twice about who I welcome into this good life of mine. I’ve also recognized a pattern of choosing the same type of man over and over again. These are all very serious things for me to realize and consider.
From this point forward I am going to focus on my awesome job, my awesome home, and getting to know my awesome children better. I don’t need more than that, and don’t have the time or energy to spend on anyone who would take away from those things. This was a hard learned lesson, a hard decision to have forced upon me, but I’m grateful for it none the less because I HAVE learned and will take this new-found knowledge and use it to further improve myself and my life.