Ramblings of an injured heart..

I was never the one to be helped..I am always the helper.. My friends like to say I'm gifted in that department, because I always jump to help someone if they need it..even if it's just a hug or someone to sit next to them..

So, what do I do when I'm the one needing support and no one's here? For the past three days all I wanted to do was lie in bed and not see anyone..of course, that isn't an option..so I just got up and pretended everything is ok...but it so isn't..

I never depended on anyone else..I was always able to take care of myself..then why do I feel I am fading away? 

My friends are not here...because they cannot be! I know that if they were around I would have had a slumber party with Di and probably a bike ride with Simon and a movie afternoon with Sam. And I know I wouldn't have to say a thing..because they would know..they always do. That's what friends are for...those friends who are just like family and for whom you would do anything! And I'm lucky enough to have that type of friends!!!

Don't get me wrong..I know a whole bunch of people...but they're not them! They're not those friends who I know love me for who I am. They might become friends like that...but not yet...

And the worst part is...when he needed it..I was there for him..always..except one time, when I wasn't able to be with him,not because I didn't want to...but because I couldn't...and now he doesn't even want to see me..


Maybe I should just become one of those people who just care about themselves... At least when I needed someone and I would be alone, I would know it is all my fault...or maybe I should just stop caring..