I read so many articles and self help excerpts on how to tackle problems when they arise but what do you do when the only thing not right in your world is yourself? I am self aware, a quality I really wish I didn’t possess because being oblivious and pointing fingers at people is so much easier. I sometimes feel I’m programmed this way. Friends used to joke that I’d never be able to appreciate a good moment because I’m too busy making notes on how to deal with things when they eventually go sour. I hate sounding like a pessimist but more often than not a backup plan or two has helped me. Things haven’t gone very well on relying on others for me so I sometimes feel I need to make a plan all by myself and it’s gotten to a point that even when someone wants to help me in formulating a plan, I rather not have their input because people no matter how nice they are or seem to be usually fail you. You’d think a mom would protect you, a granddad wouldn’t blame you, a friend would be proud and not jealous of you, but that’s not how it worked and for a long time I have learnt that if I want to get anything done or if I’m worrying about something, I’m in it on my own. It’s a bit contradictory because people drive me. Without them, I cannot be motivated enough to do anything. So I don’t really need them but I also do. You get it? I have a lot of good people around me. A good support system. You’d think it’d be enough and I should be grateful but they need me more than I need them. No wait, I phrased that wrong. I need them way more than I let it show but I have gotten so used to being the trouble shooter that now I feel by putting out everyone’s fires I don’t have any blankets to cover up my wreck and it’s burning me slowly but surely. I’m aware I sound like every other ungrateful 12 year old but this is what it is. How do you tell friends and family “I understand, but no. PAUSE FOR A BIT. Can we just focus on me for a bit?” without sounding like a complete ass? You can’t. I spend way too much time worrying about what people think of me and whether they like me enough that slowly down the lane I don’t think I like myself too much right now. I’m 25 years old. I have goals. I have plans and schedules. That I’m refusing to adhere to because somehow I am bigoted enough to think that nobody cares enough so why am I bothering? Which is so so foolish. I feel like I’m throwing away everything I really wanted because I want to act like a petulant child who doesn’t understand that homework is for ME. AND MYSELF ALONE. If mommy isn’t there to hold your hand to trace the letters, It’s your loss and yours only. It’s not anybody else’s. I have gotten so used to doing things to make people like me that I’m now confused how to go about things now that they are busy in their own lives despite knowing very well what I want because somehow I have reached a point where I rather impress a random person than impress myself which would make a lot more sense if you truly knew me, I’m not someone worth the time or effort to impress. I’m the friend that your parents would love because on paper I’m ideal and I might be the person you tell all your shameful secrets to as well not because you know I wouldn’t judge but also because you know deep down that if I did judge, It wouldn’t matter. When your opinion or judgment isn’t valued by yourself, You can’t really expect someone else to value yours. When you have grossly marked down a price on an item, No one is going to second guess the price. It’s not their job to do so. I need to stop playing the damsel in distress and take a marker and cross out the price I have put on myself and do myself justice. And believe me I’m more than capable of doing it on my own as well. Maybe not today or this week, it’s been a long exhausting day but surely soon…