~~Mark Twain
For many years, I was allowing myself to be the option. No one would contact me until they needed me most.
I had to dump those people.
If I didn't, there would be nothing left of me anymore.
I'd be nothing.
I wouldn't even be writing this.
My energy would have been so drained...I'll leave you to imagine the rest.
I was someone's chauffeur; I was their babysitter; I was even there when they didn't want to be "alone".
Yet,
I was alone.
No one cared about me when my husband got sick.
In fact, they all disappeared.
And they wanted to remain Facebook friends or something like that.
I've been resulted down to social media to them.
I was no longer a human being they met in person.
I was now just one of their buddies online.
Well, no thank you.
I've decided to let them play those games with someone else.
I had enough.
Well, that's the QOTD. I'm on to writing my blog...Later on...
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