Wisdom/Stupidity from the Smartest/Dumbest f*** you're likely to cross paths with.

Not to boast or self-deprecate, but, I'm aware of both, my mental capabilities, and my gullibility in areas contingent on my emotions. I may be, at the same time, both, the smartest and dumbest person in the room. I accept that now. I embrace some aspects of this oxymoronic duality. No one I associate with regularly is like this, that I know of. By my own admission, I can be very dense at times about certain things, so, it's possible I'm just a regular ol' delusional dumbfuck who doesn't know shit from Shinola. I have found that I feel much more deeply than most of the people I have met, and some people I feel callous in comparison. This, I feel, is where lies my capacity for dumbfuckitude. I trust too readily, like a rube. I automatically care about the people (hell, everything, plant, animal, mineral...) I come in contact with, and as such, I give benefit of doubt to thinking others are the same as me, with the same conscience and moral courage as I, more or less. Idiot, mark, etc., I know. I thought I was done with having shit come up missing in my house taken, obviously, from someone I care enough about to leave in my house unattended. I have a saying; If you don't look back at your younger self and think, what an idiot, then you are still that idiot. I pride myself on being a completely different idiot every stage in life that induced this retrospection. The idiot who blindly trusted people he cared about was two (at least) idiots ago. Yet, here I am with 3 different occasions where someone has helped themselves to things in my house. Jars of change, coin collection, some other things I'm refraining to mention in case they ever do want to come clean, if they leave out, I'll know they are placating me, I need more than that to restore my faith in humanity. I hate that I'm still subject to this manner of disrespect as much as the fact humans are capable of such. No one gets let in my house that I haven't been in the trenches with and developed trust and respect. I don't bother accusing anyone of anything anymore (unless the law is involved) because even faced with irrefutable evidence, I know people who will deny deny deny deny deny...until I've gotten so frustrated as to lash out in a hurtful manner, only to then be hit with the logic of, see, you deserved it. (Pause for that to sink in) Nope, I instead have to decide the worth of them in my life, weigh it against what I'm going to be ripped off of, and cut them loose. Or, keep them, but, so far nobody has been worth the disrespect let alone the cash value of what gets stolen.

So, nugget of wisdom/example of my stupidity: (1 caveat) {Unless you are involving the authorities} Don't waste the time and effort of accusing someone of a wrong which they've wrongly wronged you. They've set a pattern, if it's within what you can live with, then accept it and live with it. If it's too egregious, cut them loose. There's no need for accusations and denial and the frustrations, in fact, the drama may just be what they feel gives validation to their actions. Sans evidence, distance yourself from all suspected, those that drift away...those that stay...where you find a pattern worth investing your emotions in, do. Otherwise, don't.