Realizing you were genuine and honest with someone while they were just being strategic hurts more than anything. You gave them everything, love, heart, care, sincerity. And all along they were quietly calculating how to benefit themselves from every bit of it, while I was simply being real. That's usually the exact moment my heart steps aside and my brain finally clocks in for the shift. No, I'm not going to sit around sobbing about it or riting tragic little poems about betrayal. If they truly believe they were being smart the whole time, they clearly haven't witnessed real smartness yet. They may be cunning, but they don't know I am an expert at irritating people with calm facts and a smile. Especially when all it takes is reminding them of their own behavior. No extra effort required. Sure, they may turn me into the villain, but that's fine... clowns always need one for the shore.