Tell us about a time when someone had you completely fooled, where the wool was pulled right over your eyes and you got hoodwinked, but good. Was it a humorous experience or one you’d rather forget? What was the outcome?
Completely fooled is probably not the right description of what by now is the famous story of my life because no one can really fool me unless I allow it to happen. But often times (in the past) I granted people too much benefit of the doubt simply because I could hardly believe they were (and still are) out to harm me. You wouldn’t deliberately hurt your own flesh and blood, would you?
But I was wrong! And it took me more than four decades to realize my mistake. The damage is done and there is no way back.
The outcome? I now trust no one!