if some people think about what their lives would be like if I weren’t around.  Not dead around, but just not there.  I’m the type of person that wants to fix everyone’s problems, and to help out however I can, even if it is a cost to me.  I do it, not because I want to be a martyr, but because maybe, just maybe they will spread that kindness to someone else that needs it more than they do. 

 That is not quite how my life works.  A lot of the times I feel taken advantage of, and maybe a little invisible until someone needs something.  Recently I’ve had several of my friends point out that I’m too good for that.  You know what?  IT’S TRUE!  For whatever reason, I let people walk all over me, hurt me, apologize only for me to allow it to happen again.  My heart has been broken far too many times whether from love or from friendship.  I fell in love with a man that never truly saw me.  He saw what he wanted to in me, but has too many demons to realize how good it could have been.  I guess I’m lucky though, I am away from his problems–so maybe he’ll have to fix himself.  While my heart was shattered into a million little pieces, slowly but surely I am picking myself up, breathing, and living for each day.  What does not kill me makes me stronger, and being with him made me weak and strong. 

 Life is too short to worry about the what-ifs, it’s time to focus on the blessings.  I can’t worry about what selfish people are going to continue to do and say.  My life is for my living and not theirs.