"... And the worst part is, there's no one else to blame..."
Jessica and I are heading to DC next week to see Sia. It's a birthday gift from me to her, because I can count on one hand how many songs I knew prior to buying tickets. Now, however, I know a few... a few more than I did before, but hopefully not as many as I will know next week.
Makes me think about the things that I have done. The things that people have done for me.
Lately I've been feeling like "is this it? Is this all that I'll get? Is this what I deserve?" Not that what I have isn't enough, it's just, I see myself giving and giving, and yet... I don't get anything in return unless I ask.
I'm not trying to be selfish, I am really not. It's just becoming exhausting. I can take care of myself. I've proven that time and time again. And I can take care of others well.
But I want someone to want to take care of me.
Now whether I let them or not is a different story.
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