My life is a revolving door of other people's drama. It has been for a long time. Someone says something stupid, someone says something more stupid, I try to stop it; thus, I'm involved. Or sometimes, one person is definitely in the wrong and tries to make me choose. Don't give me ultimatums. I'll never choose you. Sorry, bro. Now, I'm short a best friend who doesn't even respond to MY APOLOGIES for getting involved.
I really should learn to leave people to their own dumbass mistakes, but I just can't. I always try to save the day, then I feel bad for the consequences.
Now, I miss this ex-best friend even though our friendship was pretty one-sided. And to be perfectly honest, the friendship I chose is way more healthy, but for some reason, I keep reverting back to the moron that is desperate for friend #1's affection. I'm pretty sure this says more about me than anyone else involved.
I probably need psychiatric help.
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