I'm stressing pretty hard. Thing is: I'm not even stressing about me. Lately I seem to be so caught up in helping everyone else that I haven't had time to stress about me. Sure, I find time to worry about it and think about my issues, but I don't have time to linger on it.
However, I have caught myself stressing about everyone else and have lately come to wonder why. It's not my problem and most of the time no one listens to me anyway so why should I bother?
On top of that, those of whom I help, rarely seem to care about me in return. So the question that hangs even heavier over my head is: why do I care?
Simple answer? I shouldn't.
But I can't stop. I can't be rude. I can't leave them hanging. It's not who I am.
I wish I could say I wish I were different, but I don't. I like who I am and how I am. I just wish it wasn't so stressful. I wish other people would care about me like I care about them.
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