So I was eating the mud of humiliation...
By the way, why on earth am I a soft target for humiliation? That is a question that I will learn the answer for , sometime in the future, I am sure.
Going back to this particular wallow in the mud of humiliation, my heart was heavy, brain was a bit out of joint and I was in a state of mild paralysis.
Then I started to google something, and Good ole Google suggestions came up with the name of a friend
A fine woman
An upright, outstanding leader
But she had died unexpectedly.
I had always thought myself fortunate to have known this person. But she had died suddenly. Seeing the name of my dead friend filled me with a sorrow and this sorrow filled me up so quickly that all the feelings of humiliation was flooded over by it.
I was sad, but no longer unhappy with my situation.
Strange, so illogical, but yes, she had died, and the shock of this thought wiped the sorrow away from my heart.
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