Don’t stand there and act like you’re better than me. Like you are smarter than me. Don’t pretend to think you know me. You see what I let you see, you know what I let you know about me. Don’t for even one second let yourself believe that you know me, because you don’t and you never will. You are one of the many reasons I won’t allow people to know me, to see the real me. You don’t deserve to, because you think you are better then. You hold yourself in such high esteem, look down on everyone else around you. But really you are no better then the person you think so very little of. So please just don’t.

Why is it that we spend so much of our time trying to make other people happy? Or is it just me?

I have been fighting this battle for years slowly winning, gaining ground. Then rapidly falling back. I know life is not supposed to be easy but I don’t think the people closest to you, are the ones that are supposed to make it the most difficult either. 

The older I get, the less time I want to give to other people and the more I need my “alone time”. Does this make me selfish or just a survivalist? 

I value my time with myself and I don’t find myself getting lonely as I did when I was younger. Does that make me a bad person? Do I not care about people as much as I did before? Or Am I just accepting the fact, that not everyone matters all of the time.

I think I can drink to that!

                                   Lady B.