Some Battles Just Aren’t Worth Fighting
HI - Nice to see you again. Have you sent any greeting cards recently? 
Sometimes we come up against what we perceive to be obstacles or injustices in our lives. That happened to me yesterday. However, most of the time, these obstacles or injustices end up being a good thing.
It’s easy to get blinded by the hurt we feel when we’ve been wronged by someone. I was blinded yesterday and posted a post that in my mind was defending myself against what this person had done to me. (I have since removed that post because this battle isn’t worth fighting. The truth will win out.) In reality, it just gave his faithful followers fuel to call me the bad guy and gave those who have the good fortune to see the cracks in his armor the courage to pick up the phone and call. The latter was a good thing. I realized that I have many more supporters and friends than those who actually believe this person.
Thank you to those of you who have sent emails and made calls of support. I appreciate you!!
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Today is the first day of the rest of your life.
What will you do with it?

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Filed under: Self Development
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Hi Roxanne,
Just as so often happens on the school yard, so it is with this person.
The truth begins to filter through to some if the bully’s friends. Pretty soon these followers begin asking hard-hitting, embarrassing questions about someone the bully has wronged.
To throw the blame off himself the bully hurls vicious lies at his “enemy” as though that person were a trouble maker.
The greatest fear of such a coward is that his chums will see through this facade of innocence, stop recognize him as a liar and a cheat, and leave him alone with the silence he deserves.
I know this individual. He has said he does what he does, “To feel better about myself.”
Yours my friend, leaving him standing alone railing at the wind, has been the true act of courage and honor.
I appreciate you,
Bill Tessore