That I would be saved from all these people leaving me, people pointing fingers at me, people changing their attitude towards me, like as if my feelings didn't matter at all.
But truth be told, change is inevitable.
And I fell victim to the change that I totally didn't want it to happen.
It could have been what it should have been if only I was more sensitive to others' feelings.
It could have been what it should have been if only people were more sensitive to my feelings.
It could have been what it should have been if only we were all more sensitive to everybody else.
Well, it could have been.
I tried, but I'm tired.
Tired of everything that happened, tired of making things right, tired of giving in, tired of sacrificing my happiness for another's.
Tired of being used to "help" others solve their problems.
"Help" because I didn't want to do it, i was forced to do it.
For everything i "helped" out with, I wasn't appreciated.
I was used.
I didn't mind helping, if at least I was appreciated.
I didn't mind giving in, if at least I was appreciated.
I didn't mind making things right, if at least I could feel appreciated.
I didn't mind sacrificing my happiness for another's, if at least I could feel appreciated.
I wasn't. I didn't.