When will people learn that drama hurts? Do people take pleasure in hurting others? At least twice a week I want to shut down my facebook account, delete my email, and lock my doors. I don’t take volunteer work lightly, but it always seems to lead me to heartache. My daughters wanted to join girl scouts. Despite my anxiety that makes it difficult for me to walk into situations that I can’t control, we went. We joined. I volunteered to help the troop and even paid my yearly dues to be an official adult GS member. It’s obvious the leader is overwhelmed. I volunteered to fill any position she needed as she appealed to the parents for help. Was I chosen to fill a position? Nope. Was I even contacted? Nope. Is she still needing help? Yep. We joined a few homeschool groups, against my instinct to just never leave my home. It came out that there was a need for a teen group. We attended the meetings. Parents asked me to create a facebook page for it. I did. Now I see that someone else has started a teen group, too. I wish I knew what it was I did wrong. Actually I wish I’d just never volunteered. It doesn’t make sense to have two groups that the teens have to keep up with both, pick one, or be divided. Them being divided sort of defeats the purpose.