Something’s never change, that’s a fact. However much good I try to do for other people, however much I try to be there for people, however much I try to CARE for other people its always the same. In that I never even get the tiniest gratitude for my efforts in all that I do. But you know what’s hit me the hardest? when im in a shitty mood and nobody even wants to give me the time of day. That’s not my problem. It’s when those people who said they will be there for you are those people who aren’t living up to the mark. I get that they have they have their own lives and potentially their own problems, but don’t say something you can’t stick to. These are the people who at a moment’s notice ill jump at the opportunity to help anyone, regardless how dire my own situation is. It would be easy to just become like everyone else, no disregard for anyone but myself, but that’s not me and it never will be. Because in helping others, I self contentiously help myself. I suppose that is my reward, its not a lot in a sense of helping me in my time of need, but it helps me to be there person I am now and am becoming. Maybe one day people will appreciate me for what I do and give as much as they take, maybe.
“A place to call home”, a very vague figure of speech. It probably has different meanings for different people. But for me: it means a place where you feel truly safe and cared for. I don’t just mean in a sense of “home invasion”.
For example, when I’m at my girlfriends, all my worries just go away. Her company plus her stupid dog whom I love to pieces make everything seem okay for a while. Then I have to go back to reality. It’s 03:36 upon writing this, I’ve been wanting to talk about this for a while now actually. I suppose her house is a “home away from home”, I’ll finish with this quote from Jirya, enjoy
I’ve been having a really positive few days recently, I’ve been going out a lot and getting stuff I wanted too, I spoke to my doctor and he suggested to try to focus on and getting stuff done I need to, and he was right it’s helped, I’ve managed to get my ID photo taken and a few other bits and keeping doing stuff keeps me motivated, I know it sounds like a given but keeping moving and doing stuff helps me a lot.
In the past year or two I’ve learned a lot, some by choice, some not. But one of the things which hit home the hardest is for sure friends. Now trust me when I say nothing is forever, especially with friends. It’s extremely hard to come across a “true friend” nower days. And don’t even get me started on those people who say ” they’ll always be there for you”, you know the ones. That can be a different post altogether.
In fact: the people of whom I speak of in this post are the same people I shared that unforgettable night with about five months back. It saddens me to remember those times, I thought they wasn’t going anywhere, oh how I was so wrong.
Time don’t mean anything in a friendship, someone could come into your life tomorrow and have better intentions than someone you’ve known for years
It’s done a lot to me not being friends with them anymore, more bad than good. I’ve become a lot more sceptical of when someone says they want to be friends or when people start getting close to me. I start to question if their intentions are sensire or not. But I have new people, people to fill those voids now.
If there is anything to take away from this, it’s that you should try to be less dependent on friends. That way you save yourself the disappointment from when they inedibly leave you and give up on you, or maybe that was just my experience.