tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737208068980682643.post2344261700265549668..comments2023-04-14T14:02:15.338+02:00Comments on Mega Ramblings!: I want to be there for you. And you. And you and you and you...Maryxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10374102286000982901noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737208068980682643.post-6759215680619242502011-03-22T09:10:02.050+02:002011-03-22T09:10:02.050+02:00Thanks for the comment and the kind words Michael....Thanks for the comment and the kind words Michael. I completely understand and relate to what you're saying. It's hard sometimes. It's harder than anyone thinks possible. I just wish I could make everyone as strong as they need to be... I wish I could just make it easier. I wish I could just take it away. <br /><br />I've made it through a lot myself, no matter how insignificant it may seem to some, and I've managed to come out stronger on the other side. Not everyone is so lucky. I wish that they could be...<br /><br />=)Maryxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10374102286000982901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737208068980682643.post-5482717465035065492011-03-19T11:36:52.656+02:002011-03-19T11:36:52.656+02:00Oh dear.
I felt this way, too.
Then I realized it...Oh dear.<br />I felt this way, too.<br /><br />Then I realized it's hard to believe people. Especially someone who hasn't been through what you have, someone who doesn't know you personally.<br /><br />And, a lifetime of people letting you down and leaving makes it so hard to let others in. When every friendship made, every smile given doesn't result in someone who cares, how can we know anyone else is going to be different? If every chance we take only leads to hurt and makes things so much worse, why would we take the risk?<br /><br />Help is out there, we all know it. But, would we be willing to get help when simply getting out of bed in the morning leaves us exhausted? Would we be willing to get help if 'getting help' means being labelled by everyone around us? Do we even consider ourselves worth it, in the first place?<br /><br />If things get better and everyone has a meaning, what about the ones we've lost? Did they not have a meaning? If they're meant to serve as lessons that we should live, who's to say we aren't meant to end up like them?<br /><br />And, do we even matter, when all we are is invisible? Not to bring you down, but it gets hard, sometimes...<br /><br />Anyway!<br />Maryke, you give me hope. I love you for always caring, worrying, giving love to others when they need it most. You take steps toward helping people that others are too afraid to. You think about things, which is so much more than other people do. You give so much, and expect so little in return. You share your wisdom, your life, and your heart... I'd say 'thank you', but that doesn't seem like it would be enough for all that you do, for who you are. So instead, I'll let you know that I'm going to do something I haven't done for a very long time: go to bed smiling.<br /><br />And it's because of you. :)michaelnoreply@blogger.com