Been alone for a very long time. Relied on myself. Everyone else relied on me too though. I had to be the guy to fix everyone else and make sure they were okay. I’ve been stuck in the quicksand my whole life. I was used to it so when they fell in I’d lift them up. Let them smile. Let them breathe. And I like doing that. I like helping people, especially the people I care for but they don’t feel the same way. So I pushed them. Helped them. Was there for all the bad. They crawled out. Things got better for them. I’m happy for them but then they just… Walk away. Then I’m left alone again.
Is this just all I’m good for? Suffering all the time so I know how to fix everyone elses pain? Not able to ever fix my own? Needing help and never getting it? Always on the edge of drowning? Watching the people I love walk out of my life?
Edit: I guess I am. I’m the dude everyone takes from but doesn’t listen to.
Fucking thanks. Thanks for proving me right. That no one gives a shit about anyone but themselves and I am completely wrong in caring about anyone. That are no one will ever fucking listen to a goddamn thing you say because they’re too arrogant to believe anything could be different from their narrow understanding of the world.
I’ll make sure to take it under advisement. Thanks.
That almost made me cry.
I don’t want to find a balance though, I want to find people who care.
I know how you feel. Whatever balance I was referring to isn’t necessarily about balancing how you help and don’t help. It was a vague reference to balancing your own feelings and needs with the realities of the world around you. If that’s working on finding the right kinds of people, I hope that works out!