Being a boy is not easy. You want to trust everyone and of course everyone wants to take advantage of that trust. You get used and abused when no one really liked you in the first place. You just had something they wanted. It may take several of these interactions before you get the idea. It took until 2015 for me to understand that.
When I was probably nine or so mom gave me money for the ice cream truck. Since we lived in a hotel the truck came to about two blocks away. I ran down the street in the middle of the hot summer to get my ice cream.
A girl my age was there and fed my ego,”Gosh you are so cute, I was waiting to see the ice cream truck, so I could dream about having ice cream.” okay she had my attention, “You look so tanned you have a lot of girlfriends?”
No doubt she became a con artist ripping out boys hearts the rest of her life. I gave her my money. Watched her buy the ice cream, and without her saying thank you she skipped off never to be seen again by me at least.
I thought about the cute girl for several days, then realized finally that I had been ripped off, due to my own fault. After that when a girl, or even guy, would give me a compliment I had to wonder what they wanted, but usually I fell victim to another con artist because my ego and heart just could not think of someone being as cruel as people were.
They say the world is worse than it has ever been. I even heard one woman say today’s kids are being born without souls. True or not, I could never say. It is not like I have a calling for something like that. Yet in the back of my mind, I still wonder if anyone could ever love me for being me…