I'm beginning to think that I'm becoming proficient in stepping on other peoples toes. The great thing is that at this point in my life I'm really not that concerned about. There is no desperation to roll over and help everyone and put up with the lack of respect that I get in return. Now please don't mistake this for complaining. I've learned just how much of any situation is in part my own fault and I will readily admit that for the longest time I gave people the impression that I was an easy mark. That is all changing now.
I've made all kinds of friends throughout my life and I have the displeasure of saying that most of them have not been true friends. I was raised with the understanding that if you count someone as a friend you should be willing to give them the shirt off your back if they need it. I have always tried to treat those in my life with that regard but it has become very difficult lately.
It's not that I'm angry with these so-called friends; I've just come to realize that they are a weight dragging me down. Why should I spend my time thinking about people who obviously don't think of me. I feel like it's time to cut the dead weight from my life to make room for beautiful people who will treat me the way I treat them. It brings so much happiness to me to be able to say this and mean it; there is a giant weight lifted off my shoulders.
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