People needed me a lot.
They needed my time.
My listening ear.
My flexibility.
My problem-solving.
But needing someone isn’t the same as respecting them.
I was valued for what I provided, not for who I was. And when I stopped over-giving, the appreciation disappeared with it.
That’s how I learned the difference.
I don’t want to be essential if I’m not appreciated.
I don’t want to be relied on if I’m not respected.
I choose mutual effort or nothing at all.
Tag line:
Unhinged But Alive — usefulness isn’t love.
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