Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Crutch




I get a little more than pissy when I'm used. Like I hate when people want me only as a crutch. Just enough to get over their physical injuries or emotional woes then never talk to me again or limit conversation. People who only contact me when they're in need of help. Won't respond to texts or IMs unless someone hurt you emotionally, or you need a favor or assistance or someone to keep you company while your body heals. People who visit just to pass time then once they're better off they don't hit you up or return any form of communication. Like I'm not the one who fucked you over and have you feeling shitty about yourself or the one who broke your collar bone or the one who controlled your life to the point where you had no place to live. I'm the one who sat with you and calmed you down, I'm the one who was there for you and helped you out and around while you convalesced, I'm the one who offered you somewhere to stay. I'm steady treated like I'm everyones fucking emotional nurse, then afterward never any general or casual conversation, unless it all occurs again. They just expect me to be that support they need. Sick of that shit and I refuse to do it anymore. Miss me with all of it. I'm cutting a ton of folks off and out.