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The cynic I've become...

A couple of weeks ago, I went to a girl's house I know from the gym to do a cosmetics party (I have a small side business where I do wedding make-up and sell cosmetics). The next day, I realized my daily planner was missing. The planner was a gift my husband bought me for starting my business. I always wanted a really good one. It's a pink, designer make, high quality leather with all the organizer bits you can need. I loved it and even have a special pen for it that has rhinestones down the clip. When I realized it was missing, I was just heartbroken. I called the girl and asked her to look for it. She did, but to no avail - it was gone and considering it's an expensive planner, I was sure it was stolen.
Every time I went to the gym and saw any of the girls that were there that night - I sized them up wondering if it was them who stole it. It really bothered me and I'm not really sure why because Wayne promised if it didn't show up, he'd buy me a new one, but somehow it didn't help.
Last week, one of the girls that was at the party was working out at the same time I was working out with my trainer. He kept joking - Is there something pink in her pocket?? When we passed each other, we said hello and she smiled. A part of me felt kinda guilty for thinking she might be the one who stole form me, but I still couldn't help but wonder. Later, she came up to me and asked. 'Are you coming out with us next weekend?' I was confused. No-one has asked me to go out with them since I moved here. She explained a bunch of people from the gym were taking one of the employees out for a going away party and asked me if I wanted to come. I felt like I was just asked to sit at the 'cool table' in the cafeteria at school. I accepted the invitation and thanked her for the invite and have to admit that I was in a good mood for the rest of the day.
Two nights ago, I did a cosmetics event at the gym. It was the first time I had my kit out since the night my planner disappeared. While unpacking my things, tucked away in a hidden pocket of a bag, I found my planner. It was there all along. No-one had stole from me and the last weeks of suspicion were for nothing. The girls who had always been nice to me had no reason to judged so harshly because they had done nothing wrong.
I wasn't always this way. I didn't always think the worst of people and I really can't believe how cynical I've become...

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