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In the midst of the storm that originates from finding an honest mortgage broker, I'm presently residing (mentally at least) in the proverbial eye. I take solace in the knowledge that this uncomfortableness will pass, as most things do, and that the situation I find myself in must be dealt with no matter how unhappy, frustrated and saddened it makes me.
I don't like being in a position where I'm going to hurt or disappoint someone but a certain Broker has misrepresented the truth to me and now I have to call him on it. To expect everyone to be honest is simply naive, I know this, but it's difficult for me to accept the fact that he deserves his come-uppence and for me to be the agent. His mendacity, whether by design or accident, is deserving of the severing of ties between us, but I still feel bad. My imagination shouts that I might be taking food from his childrens mouths (his innocent children, mind you) or that this rejection may cost him his job and he'll spirial downwards from here. I know that I can't be held responsible for him (or, for that matter, anyone else in general and specifically for anyone elses actions) but the possible results of my actions based upon his actions still lodge under my skin and bother me.
And so there you have my first blog. In future I hope to write with a bit more wit about happier matters and things of consequence but for today I just had to get that off my chest.