What you ask of me
I am a very giving person. I try my best with everyone I meet. Lately, I’ve been having less and less to give. I realize that what I give is never returned, and all my life I’ve been giving little pieces of my self away. I can only help so much and do so little.
Everyone that I’ve talked to about losing hope and becoming jaded has told me “if you can help one person, and make a difference in one person’s life, then it all becomes worth it.” Okay, well, I choose to make a difference in my own life,
I’m sorry but I’ve become more selfish with my time, more stingy with my giving. I have to take care of me first. I will still continue to give out my help, but if you are not workable and you are taking my gifts for granted, I do not have time for you. There is not enough space in my life for your vacuous void.
I am only one person. I am only one light. I refuse to let you snuff me out. When it comes down to it, I choose me.
hello? *echoes echoes echoes*
i did not realize i had a tumblr account. HOW does this work…?
