Nothing stays golden after all

When you think you know someone, then you find out about the web of lies that had been woven, the pain is nearly unbearable. I knew of the lies, but I was blind to them. Why? I wish I knew. I hope the mistakes I made will be learned from and not repeated. I hope this dearly, with every fiber of my being.

I need to have learned in order to protect myself against is happening it again.

Reality bites.

All I can really say is thank God for good friends and horses.