Taken For Granted
Ok, I was getting tired of all this.
I was always there, when people need me to lean them a shoulder to cry on. I was –in most occasion- trying to give people the best possible outcome that I could do to lighten their troubles. I had always been a good listener for most of times, a caregiver, a provider, and sort of things (that sounds like a self-proclaimed but devil may care for this time around!).
I do believe that good friends must always be a solution oriented, a constructive minded individual who always express their help in a more realistic way, not just a daydreamy being who always sugar the problems with comforting words. I just try to be a good friend (according to my own perception of ‘a good friend’).
And now, I think I was being hated because of that.