Taken for Granted

I found this from my drafts. December 2022.

These days, I'm constantly reminded of how easily people can put you aside for their own advantage. It really bugs me when I start thinking about it.

It makes me believe I'm better off alone.

Sure, having a friend who has your back would be nice, but it’s only a matter of time before you realize you're at the bottom of their list—not as special as you thought. You put others first, but when you need them the most, they can easily say no, reject you, and move on without a second thought. It’s easy for them to leave you unread, unreplied, and forgotten. Doesn’t feel good, does it? I guess this is something I need to learn: put myself first and accept being left out. It sucks, though, when you think you have that one person who’ll always understand, only to realize you're just anyone else to them. It’s hurtful and disappointing. What should I do? I have no idea. They’ll say it’s not their job to make you feel seen and valued, and that’s why you keep to yourself. For my own sake, I’m done letting people in. Maybe I should figure this out alone and let others know when I’m ready. Because once you let someone in and they make you feel blown off, it will hurt. Others might find people who will stick around through it all—the good and the bad. But for people like me, there are no constants, just proof that people really do come and go. There’s not much else to say, except... I’m sorry you’re taken for granted. I’m sorry if it hurts. For now, try to figure things out, even if it means doing it alone. Better days—and better people—are ahead. I promise.