I Was Mistaken

Have you ever thought you were doing something good for yourself or for someone else, yet it ends up going terribly wrong? What you had hoped to achieve and accomplish does not end up occurring at all. Instead, the exact opposite happens.

Here is my story about doing something for someone else and having it go terribly wrong.

It was November. I was still obsessing over my ex-boyfriend but things in that regard were starting to look up. He was calling again and texting 24/7. The three little words were being said on a daily basis and I finally thought that all the suffering for the past few months would maybe be worth it. There was still one obstacle in our way of being together though... distance.

One night, my ex sent me his resume and asked me to write him a cover letter and then apply to a culinary apprenticeship for him. I'm really good at writing and business related things so I was not surprised he asked me to do this for him. I have never put so much effort into something. I kid you not, I spent at least three hours making his resume and cover letter perfect. I even sent it off to my dad and my business teacher to make sure it was perfect. I went to all these extremes only because I cared about him so much. None of this would benefit me in any way. Once it was all done I applied for the position he had asked me to apply him for. But why stop there? It suddenly dawned on me that I could use his resume and be a little selfish with it. He was an entire province away so why not apply for a few more jobs closer to me? I got my dad in on it because he knows so many people in so many different industries. I spent hours on Indeed looking for jobs I thought would be suitable for him. I'd say I knew him pretty well so I knew what kind of jobs he would be interested in.

He called me the next day.

"Meggy, I just got an interview for my dream job."

I pretended like I knew nothing. He was so excited about it. I did not want to take credit for it because I thought if he knew the truth he would automatically assume I only applied to this job for the selfish reason of him being closer to me.

He set up an interview with the boss and I drove a total of eight hours in a blizzard to bring him to Calgary for the interview. When he told me about the opportunity I acted like I knew nothing about it yet little did he know I had done hours of research on the company with my dad. That's how I knew it would be perfect for him.

Now it's been three months. From what I hear, he loves his job. It has given him endless opportunities and he is thriving in life. No thanks to me. Because of me, he was faced with this opportunity. Because of me, he made it here for the interview. Because of me, he is back in the city living a much healthier and happier lifestyle. Because of being here (so basically because of me), he met his new girlfriend and seems to be head over heels.

What do I get in return? I get blocked on everything and accused of being crazy. I get my heart broken again and left with nothing but what used to be. Oh and he got me knocked-up but does not give a crap and doesn't even care enough to call and see how I'm holding up. I don't have any friends because I deleted all the negative people out of my life. His so called "best friend" turned his back on me too but I don't even care. He is the same one who told me how horrible my ex is and that I can do so much better. He mentioned this to many other people too. I easily could've told my ex all the shit his bff was saying but I did not want to bring any drama into their lives. They could talk shit on me all they want. I was not going to stoop to that level. The joke is on them anyways. That's a shitty friend you've got there.

Oh, but in case anyone is wondering, I'm doing just fine. I made it to the final 13 for Miss Canada. I got a modelling contract so I'm bringing in some solid cash. I started my own fitness business and it totally took off. Oh, and I get to travel the world giving motivational speeches empowering young girls every day. I love my life. I'm 19-years-old living out all my dreams and aspirations. I am independent and I can proudly say I have accomplished all these things on my own. I am travelling the world, making a difference, getting straight A's in school, and living a completely free life. I would take that over playing house with the person I've been seeing for a couple months only any day. No offence though... whatever makes you happy :)

So what exactly is the moral of this story?

We often do things expecting them to go one way and they can often end up going completely differently. I sit here and think about him sometimes and think about how happy he is and I laugh. If it weren't for me applying for that job, who knows where he would be? I laugh because he is so proud of himself, as he should be, but I for sure did have something to do with it.

I honestly hope that he never finds out that I intervened in his life. We can let him take full credit for his successes in life. I am satisfied knowing that I directly played a role in helping him achieve big things in life. He does not have to know the truth. I know the truth and I know that my actions came from a good place in my heart and all I ever wanted was for him to succeed. My actions do, and always have, come from a good place.

Truth is, I know him. I know him very well and because of how well I know him, he is achieving everything he has ever dreamed of. Sure, I may have thought this whole thing would go completely differently, but it didn't and that's ok. The fact of the matter is, I loved someone and wanted them to happy first and foremost. He is happy. Mission accomplished. And, he will never know, but I was the first source of this happiness.

So mister... no need to thank me but, YOU'RE WELCOME!