Sometimes you get quiet, and that makes some people uncomfortable.
Sometimes you speak up, and that also makes some people uncomfortable.
Sometimes you spend so much time being 'nice' that other people forget that perhaps you have feelings as well.
Sometimes you can give so much of yourself away, that there is nothing left of you.
And when you are no longer there to give, those people often disappear or move on to something, or someone, else.
Sometimes you may lose people in your life because you make them uncomfortable.
Sometimes you think if you accept people where they are and forgive their shit, that you will be treated in kind.
Sometimes this is true.
Sometimes it's not.
Sometimes you can turn yourself inside out to be everything to everyone else, and then feel shocked that no one seems to care or notice.
Sometimes you can have a dark night of the soul, and really have to go it alone, as uncomfortable as that truth might be.
Sometimes you can feel judged by the 'happy people', and sometimes you wonder if they realize you also judge them, as careless and selfish.
Sometimes people don't care about your shit, because they are so wrapped up in their own.
And sometimes, ALL of that is just fine.
Because sometimes, it just has to be about you for a while.
And often, when people have gotten used to having you there for their every need, they will get angry when you stop.
But usually, they will casually dismiss you as crazy or troubled, rather than take a look at their own unjust or unkind behaviors, and just move along to the next person or distraction.
Because some people are just takers.
And some people have no interest in growth, spirit, or fairness.
Which sounds pessimistic, but it's not.
Many people are unkind. Selfish. Inconsiderate. Careless. And superficial.
And that's ok.
Because any of us, can only take care of our selves. And the kind of people that we choose to be.
And sometimes, the best way to do that, is to stop caring so much for others.
And sometimes that's ok.