I’ve given more to my friends than they have ever given back to me. And honestly I’m not mad. Its my fault I chose such s***** friends. One in particular. The amount of times I’ve gone above and beyond the call of friendship for this person. And all it took was me not returning a few phone calls and they threw me away like yesterday’s news. Like just to give a short run down of things I’ve done for this person. Given them money on numerous occasions for various reasons. 2x Rescued them from the police. Driven over 50 miles to make sure they got home safely after not having a DD and getting shitfaced (pre Uber era) I have written one of their class papers. I once sat in line to get a game for them because they couldn’t. The list goes on. All it took was for me to finally reach my limit on b******* and needing some time off for this person to basically forget about me. And honestly it feels bad but I know it shouldn’t. They’re the ones who are losing out. Anyone would be lucky to have me as a friend. But in like a overall life view of things, it feels like it will always be this way for me. Always being the one who cares more than the others around me. It’s pretty tiring. I just wish for once someone would return the favor.

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