No Good Deed Goes Unpunished.
Unless you set these important boundaries.
“No good deed goes unpunished” is something I learned the hard way when I agreed to let a former meth addict stay at my house for what was supposed to be a “little bit.”
She showed up on my doorstep out of the blue after being dropped off by her ex-sister-in-law, who happened to be a friend of mine.
My friend Missy didn’t come to the door when she dropped Amber off. She didn’t even look our way or wave as she sped away. I could tell she was pissed.
Missy had allowed her ex-sister-in-law Amber to stay with her while she, Amber, was trying to kidnap her kids back from her ex-husband, Missy’s brother, Ray.
Ray had unexpectedly moved across the country, back to our small town in upstate New York from northern Oregon. The thing is, he brought their four young daughters with him without telling Amber. Or Missy.
Ray wasn’t the most upstanding individual. He had some mental instability, run-ins with the law in Oregon, and was an alcoholic. Amber had her own substance abuse issues, I would later learn.
While Amber was at work one day at Dollar General, where she was a manager, Ray packed the girls into his 1974 Chevy, left Oregon, and drove home to New York. He moved them into a…
