The last time I wrote about the legal profession, I had my own attorney, who was very good at his job.
He was the lawyer of choice for my ex-boyfriend, a man I thought I’d become a good friend with.
We were both lawyers, and we had the same job, and I could always count on him to get my side of the story.
He wasn’t exactly an expert, but he had a reputation for being tough and honest, and that reputation helped me when it came to dealing with the media and the courts.
I was sure I was right about him being my best friend, so when his client filed a claim for sexual harassment, I was certain he was right.
But then I heard his side of it, and it was pretty damning.
As soon as I heard it, I couldn’t help but cry.
He said the woman had said no.
The media was covering it, he said.
The law office was closed, and my lawyer would no longer represent the client.
The news didn’t make sense.
My friend told me it was his best friend who had made this horrible mistake.
He had never had to defend a client in court before, he told me, but I thought he might have been in the right place at the right time.
We talked for hours, and the next morning, he texted me to say, I wish I could tell you that I’ve been vindicated.
I knew the news would be a big deal, but as soon as the word went out that he had been vindication, I knew I could trust him again.
When it comes to lawyers, I’m a firm believer in trust, and knowing your lawyer is a lot more trust than you might think.
And so it was with my ex.
I know he’s a good lawyer, but sometimes I wish he’d tell me everything, especially if it’s a major case.
And if it was just an administrative thing, I’d be happy to hear it.
I didn’t trust him to say no, and he was so eager to keep everything quiet.
But once I started seeing his side, it just became obvious that this is not just about the law.
It’s about a relationship.
In the end, I trusted him to tell me, “I don’t know what happened, but we can talk about it later.”
He was willing to talk.
And it turns out, we talked a lot.
He did tell me he had heard that the case was going to be dismissed, and after some discussion, he decided to file a claim.
But he said he had no idea that I would find out.
As it turns the case against him went to trial, and in the end he had to pay $15,000 in damages to the woman, and to his lawyer, to the city of New York, and even to me personally.
When I learned that he was the man who had filed the claim, I felt like I had to go to my lawyer.
It was a tough decision, because I was hoping I could do something about it.
But I felt obligated to tell my ex, because if I didn, he wouldn’t be my friend anymore.
After all, he was one of my best friends, and so I had some sympathy for him.
But it’s important to remember that the only thing I can do for him is to stay silent and not fight for justice.
And in the process, I learned a lot about the value of trust.
If you’re a woman who’s been sexually harassed or abused and you’re not comfortable speaking up, you need to know that there are people out there who will listen to you, and you needn’t feel ashamed about talking to them.
I remember going to my law office one day, and as soon a male client entered the room, I noticed he had an attorney who was on the case.
I saw a young man in my office with a big smile on his face.
It made me think, “Who is this?”
And I was shocked to see him.
I’d never seen a man in the office before, so I was curious what this was all about.
As I opened the door, he approached me and I said, “Hello, Mr. Trump.”
And I said to him, “Mr. Trump, I would like to file an official complaint against you.
Do you mind if I do?”
And he said, sure.
And I did.
Then I told him, you can contact me by phone, but it’ll be much easier if you call my office directly.
It turned out, he’d gotten into an argument with his girlfriend and was going into a restaurant with his friends, who were drunk and trying to get into the club.
He tried to leave, but was attacked by the bouncers.
He got his arm broken, and when he went to the emergency room