November 23, 2004 - 8:58 p.m. I recognize that doing the right thing is not always rewarded or even noticed. Oftentimes we must go on being moral people whether we are encouraged or not. Yet my naive sense of justice is offended when we are punished for taking the metaphorical high road when we could have easily gotten what we wanted by more nefarious means. Even the other adults said that we should have just done what we wanted anyway, but I tried. Sometimes we ask for something and the answer is no. I'm okay with this. But at least tell me we did the right thing by asking. At least offer sympathy for my rotten luck. Don't chastise me for feeling disappointed in one of my earliest attempts to be an adult. we got older but we're still young we never grew out of this feeling that we won't give up ...before & after...