Isn't it a great feeling when you make someone happy? I know this is going to sound odd but it's like finding your purpose in life, that's all you want to do, please people. Well, that's how I've always felt, like when I was a kid, I always wanted to do well in exams for my parents, not for me. I guess I didn't get why they were important, I just wanted them to be proud of me. But now since I've grown up and got some sense (maybe) I seem to want to make other people happy, solve their problems even though most of the time I can't. It can get very heartbreaking at times, maybe I should be a social worker! Nah, I'm sure that job would kill me, I get too upset by those kind of things...
As soon as I'm happy for 10 minutes, it's crushed in 5 by something else I can't solve or something else getting in my way. It's becoming very annoying but I can handle it I'm sure. I have for all this time so why bail now? I really hope things become less complicated soon. Things are getting more intense and I know I won't be able to give it up. Ever. Kinda like a drug. But even though at times it's so so hard, I wouldn't change anything for the world. I'm also glad I can be the one to listen to other people and their problems, that I can be trusted and that people can depend upon me. I like that, even if it does upset me or stress me out sometimes. Because, I just want to help.
Am I going completly insane? :/
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