One may tolerate a world of demons for the sake of an angel.

A lot's happened lately. I've had my heart, my mind, and my spirit torn to shreds, taken to the brink of giving up. I've been betrayed, set up, and I've lost a precious friend. Every ounce of my being wanted nothing more than to get back at those who hurt me. I wanted fight back at them with everything I had, to show them what I think of betrayers. Luckily though, I had an angel sitting on my shoulder to help keep my head on straight.

Lashing out at the people who hurt me would have gone against everything I am, everything I stand for. I decided that I have to be myself, no matter the costs. I know the truth, and if my friends won't believe me, if no one will believe me, nothing I do will change that. All I can do is believe that karma will prevail and that the truth will eventually come out. I know what I stand for, and I know what defines me. My compassion is both my greatest weakness and the source of my strength. People will take advantage of it, and it makes me an easy target. But as long as I have people who are precious to me who I want to protect, and as long as I can focus on the positive, I won't be taken down.

Right now I'm going through a crucible of sorts. But I'll come out the other side. Everything that gets broken down returns in its changed form, but in the end it is still essentially the same.