i've never been the type to relentlessly plague my friends with my problems. it's either my pride, respect, or both, but i don't like bothering them with my whining unless it's something deadly serious. in fact, there's only one person so far who i pour everything to, but even then i get all conscious that she might find it all a bit too much.
so far, she hasn't, bless her heart.
this may come back to bite my ass in the future, what with keeping it all inside and such. i don't even know exactly what keeps me sane right now. i mean, i realize that it is my friends who do keep me sane when they talk to me, but what about them ropes me back to sanity?
there is a point in time wherein we think too much for our own good, friends.
so far, she hasn't, bless her heart.
this may come back to bite my ass in the future, what with keeping it all inside and such. i don't even know exactly what keeps me sane right now. i mean, i realize that it is my friends who do keep me sane when they talk to me, but what about them ropes me back to sanity?
there is a point in time wherein we think too much for our own good, friends.
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