Did you ever meet someone who made you think, “How on earth did you mess your life up. so. bad?”

Don’t get me wrong. I have made my share of bad decisions. My ongoing relationship with karma reminds me of many of these daily.

Yet, for the most part, I own the consequences of these bad decisions from my past. I also actively seek better decisions and the rewards that may (or, let’s be honest, may not) come with them.

Maybe karma rewards me... maybe it’s coincidence... maybe it’s my imagination.

Maybe it’s ego that leads me to believe karma dropped this gorgeous Mexican girl with those beautiful freckles into my life tonight. I digress.

Maybe that means I’m healthy.

It seems that too many people in my life try to evade the consequences of their bad decisions. Those that don’t ignore the consequences entirely.

Today, I heard the tearful tale of someone who answered the phone call from a number she didn’t recognize, only to hear the voice of the wife of the man she’s been fucking with (and who’s been sending this someone money and planning a secret rendezvous) and she was called out on talking to this man behind his wife’s back.

Oh, did I mention the wife has a no contact order with this someone? So, she was trapped.

What does this mean?

Well, it means if you’re fooling around with someone’s husband, and his wife files a no contact order, that there might just be consequences if you continue fooling around with this guy.

Why are people so terrified of what will happen?

Then again, who the fuck am I to say anything?

This someone has invaded my life, and filling it with hate and toxicity. And I need to extricate her from my life. Or myself from hers.

And I don’t know how. All because she has burned every. other. bridge. She has no one and nowhere else to go.

Hmmm... something about consequences. Yet, she continues down the same path—expecting others to change. And to protect her. And to take care of her.

I’m not that person. I can’t be. I can’t help her.