She Was Sea

I don’t think it’s a bad thing I am isolating myself from the world or depriving this world of my thoughts. Let’s just say I am tired of pretending to be okay and making excuses for other peoples behavior. I can’t do it anymore, I have neglected myself long enough my existence itself has now become critical. 

I know I know. They are human too, just like I am. They too have bad days. But the thing is, see I have had bad to horrible days consistently since I can remember. But never have I not been there for people who needed me. I’ll admit, it feels nice to be needed. It feels good to help someone cope. 

I can’t anymore, I need myself more than anyone else does and I can’t keep investing my energy on people who won’t be there for me when I drain myself. In life, you reach that point where you cant put yourself out there for granted anymore. If that means more and more lonely days then be it. If it means spending every possible weeknight alone at home then be that too.