I couldn’t sleep right away so I was just sitting and reflecting on my friendships – past, current, and future.
I bring those to life tbh. Sometimes it’s reciprocated and sometimes it’s not. I thought about the friendships that are no longer active in my life. The ongoing theme is me reaching out. Once I stop reaching out, it’s quiet af.
It makes me feel small sometimes, but I’ve learned to reframe it. But it makes me question myself. Am I too much? 😭 I think I do my best with friendships, even when I don’t have the capacity. I listen, I offer advice when I’m able to, and I love gifting things to others. I’m always so thoughtful.
Consideration. Sighhh. Sometimes I feel like I’m just an afterthought. A painful realization. But I also have a lot of good people in my corner.
I know connections don’t last forever and some people come into your life for a season and maybe even as a lesson. But I truly do care about every encounter and every conversation I’ve had with others. I just wish people treated me as such.
I won’t stop being a good person, but sometimes I just want someone else to handle things for me. I’m tired. 💜
Good day!
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let me think. 