Recently I have thrown myself into the deep end of finding homes for animals, growing my blog and trying every which way to grow my pages, profiles and page to get more exposure for South African animals desperately in need of help.
People’s habits have become a huge focus of mine.
It has made me come to realize that very few people have actually been very helpful to me.
As a child I would find comfort from pets. They knew when I was sad, they knew that I needed a little extra something. They didn’t have mouths to ask me what was wrong - they would never have understood what was wrong either. All they knew is that something wasn’t right and they gave their unconditional love in the moments that I most needed it.
I’m not the kind of person who likes to ask for help often and I do like to tackle things on my own. It gives me a sense of pride and purpose to get through the task on my own.
Sometimes one person can’t handle doing everything on their own.
Now this is the reason I despise asking people for help… Every time I have asked someone for help there is always a problem. It’s always too much effort –
Most people on social networking sites find it too difficult to click on a few buttons –
When you need to borrow something or need help in one way or another people’s memories fail of the countless times you were there for them when they were in need or went out of your way to cheer them up.
They’ll be willing to throw a thoughtless sentence at you “why didn’t you speak up earlier”, “oh, we are too busy”, “I don’t like hospitals”… and so on
in a blink of an eye they are back again with some sob story of how they need you to do this or that and it turns out being a vicious circle.
There comes a point when you can’t be nice anymore. I am at that point. I feel that my inner bitch wants to come out and play and tell these people where to get off the bus. My mom says she learned the same life lesson at my age. I can honestly understand what she means.
This is what I meant by cleaning out the trash in my Monday post.
I am going to find my happy medium, one that excludes the users, and those who have pushed me aside when their fame, fortune or cliques stood in the way.
Finding my happy place will include building my good relationships and hopefully finding more like-minded people as friends…