I’m so sick of having to be strong for everyone. No one seems to understand or care. What’s really wonderful about it is, I’m fine with it. Really. I’ll smile and hide the hurt in my eyes. Whats new about it? Everytime I try, so very hard, to be who they want me to be. I’m sick of hoping, sick of waiting. I just want to end this. I know I cant. I must live for other people, if not myself. What I meant by being strong, is just letting everyone curse me browbeat me all they want, because I dont want to hurt them. All they can see is them. They dont even try to understand,. I know I’m being a wimp, but do I not have feelings as well? Why must I be hurt all the time. I just cant take it any more. I want out. I’m sick of this facade. I cant pretend to myself anymore that they do care about me, somewhere deep inside. It hurts so much, cause I do. Isnt there an end to this??
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What you wrote as a deep echo within me, what you live I called it “the solitude of the mighty”, because like I have shoulders for my people, always ready to listen to heartaches, giving my help when needed, reliable and helpwilling. When I call some friends when I need to talk, it always ends with me listening to their problems, and I put mine under a veil. I have no clue, but I can tell you one thing. YOU ARE A PRECIOUS PERSON. Caring, this quality is not given to everyone. You have (like I do too) to learn giving it to the right persons, learn to say NO when you do not feel like responding to someone. I have learned there are vampires of human energy, flee from them, run away. And above all, one of the key to our wellbeing is to love oursleves. I do not make it yet, but I now know it is a path to harony and to receive the love we deserve. I wish you all the best sincerly. (excuse my poor english I am french)
sayy it sounds like me… i think u gotta learn how to be selfish and stuff sometimes, let that human nature take in, but i know it’s hard cause everyone seems soo unreliable and unfaithful. treat urself? listen to music u love, eat somethin good, dance?, read?, heyy ill talk to ya. i went through some harsh bullyin and it was tough but i got through it, and ur not a wimp cause ur still holdin out. cry it out, it’s good for the soul.