Tuesday, November 11, 2008

It seems so simple but it's not...

I am the type that falls to fast, forgives to soon and is to quick to let myself get involved in other peoples drama. I think there is this part of me that wants to help everyone else that I forget sometimes to help myself. I love to talk and I love to listen, if that's all I could do that would be great, but I allow myself most of the time to take on problems that are not mine, to want to be involved in something that is beyond my control. I honestly do not search for this, it comes to me. Am I too open or just nieve?. Do people really need me or just use me? Do I use them to satisfy some part of my life that I was left without when I gave birth at 17? Who knows...well I would like to. It seems that everytime I try to turn my life around someone somewhere just needs me, or atleast that's what I think. My husband tells me to stay out of it, dont get involved but I think when you have a mental, physical, emotional bond with someone you just Cant...and I guess that's where I dont relate to him. He rarely speaks to his family and when things are going on up there Im usally the one on the phone trying to get details, to check on them. He is simply OK with just staying out of it...Could that be it, do I care to much? Is there such a thing? Sometimes I think there are things only God knows. What I do know is that I never want anyone that I love to think that I am not there for them, that I wont listen or give advice when I can. I do however know the difference between that and pure highschool teenage drama...That I will not tolerate anymore. It's those people, those blood sucking people that are purely miserable in their life and must insist that everyone around them feels the same way. They are not satisfied until your life, your marriage or your pure being sucks as bad as theirs. Those people who create drama if there is nothing going on for the simple pleasure of just having it. Like an addiction it never stops, it never changes with age it's not something they grow out of it's just something that always is.......and they love it!

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