I just came back from a walk with a friend and was reminded of an article I read recently.
The article spoke about the two types of people there are in the world: Givers and Takers. The writer asserted there were those who were willing to listen to others and subsequently develop a high threshold towards being neglected (emotionally or otherwise), and those who just sucked the life out of you with all their problems and really contributed nothing else. I realised after reading the article that I am (both proud to be and kinda not)...a giver.
My friend, for lack of a better expression, did not shut the fuck up for 1+hours. I heard only about her problems, her schoolwork, her love life (or lack thereof) etc. At about the 30 minute mark I was ready to welcome death with my arms open. Usually, I am more than happy to be the friend that people feel comfortable enough to talk to about most things , but there is a line. This girl went waaaay past it. Actually she's a repeat offender. It's just a shame I guess when you give people the benefit of the doubt only to realise they are exactly what the rumours (you've heard and ignored) suggest.
So my resolve is to surround myself with people who will take and give equally, as I hope to do.
What's the point of being around people who only want to get together to have one big depressive party to mourn their lives? That's right friend, there is no point!
Until my next underwhelming post on stuff no one cares about,
Adios Amigos :-)
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