Jinked

When I feel depressed, sad and alone, I oftentimes forget about the people who like me for me. I forget about those who have love in their hearts for me, and who would go to great lengths to be there when I need them most. I have a habit of pushing people away, because I don’t ever want to be a burden to anyone I love, and when I push I start to forget about my family, friends and even co-workers. I forget about the people around me. I isolate myself.

It’s times like those when I curl up inside myself and cry. I feel very much alone.

Tonight I was reminded of how blessed I am to have friends—quite a few of them—that care for me. And it’s nice to go out with them and have a good time. It’s nice to be wanted and invited places. It’s nice to share jokes. Likes and dislikes. Laughter.

I’m very blessed indeed. I just have to work hard to not easily forget how very lucky I am.

I’m forever grateful.