I wish my followers would read my personal posts more...
My dad and I had a long talk the other day. He said I’m just like him when he was young. He said our personalities are the same and that’s why he’s worried about me. He said I’m naive and vulnerable. He said I’m weak.
He said I’m weak because I’m the type of person that would give everything I have to the people that I love. He said I’m weak because I put people I care about before my own well being. He said I’m weak because I walk around with my heart on my sleeve.
But the truth is, I’m grown up now, well almost. I’m not really like that anymore. Of course, I still try to come through for the people that I love if they need me. But who really does anyway? I guess it just depends on if you and someone are on the same page. I’ve learned not everyone will appreciate what you do for them.They come and go and don’t stop if they step on you. So I can’t afford to be weak anymore. I can’t afford to walk around with my heart on my sleeve anymore.
- Reblogging again because well. I’m still uneasy about this…:/