Et tu, Brute?

What a crummy week.

TGIF doesn't even begin to express how I feel about today being Friday... And yet, that fact doesn't inspire any real hope, today. I just get to spend a weekend dealing with more of the "same old same old".

I haven't really had much time to write this week, which is too bad, because I've got a couple of different topics bouncing around my intracranial block.

Two come to mind... one, Rage, I'll have to deal with later. Today, a good topic seems to be BETRAYAL.

Because, while on Tuesday my overriding emotional balance was interfered with by a recurring bout with rage, today, my universe is rocked by the realization of betrayal.

Until very recently, I assumed that the people I served on a board of directors with were a team, a cohesive unit dedicated to one thing... service to our organization. I trusted them.

It is a shock to come to the conclusion that I am so utterly naive.

At a meeting this week, 5 of us were present. A decision was reached that a certain situation would be dealt with in a particular way, a way that was pastoral and appropriate... or rather, the person in charge indicated she would deal with said situation in a particular manner, and no one expressed disagreement with that approach.

And yet, one of those five individuals felt it incumbent upon them to run off and, for all intents and purposes, go behind the backs of the board and deal with the situation in a totally different manner... one that was both UNPASTORAL and INAPPROPRIATE.

Of the five, I know which three did NOT do it. That leaves two, one of whom I consider a dear friend, and the other whom I like very much.

I am so hurt and disgusted by this that I don't even know what further to say.

I will be so glad when my office expires in one month.

Funny, betrayal leads directly to that other topic, RAGE. I guess I won't go into that.