i need to stop surrounding myself with dysfunctional friends.
i’ve gotten a lot better about it. lately i feel i’ve been blessed to come upon some friends who truly are great people, friends who treat me like a human being. but it seems the dysfunctional ones (i.e. the ones who only talk to me when it’s convenient for them) are the ones i pay the most attention to. it’s like i’m hoping to become this superhero-esque, shining beacon who swoops in to save them from their own shitty lives. I’d like to say the reasons for this are purely unselfish, but i’m afraid this isn’t the case. it always backfires, of course. i’m never a shining beacon so much as an emotional dishrag.
but then, don’t we all have at least one friend like that? They’re kinda hard to avoid. What matters is the extent to which we choose to let those toxic friends poison our lives. i’m a lot better about telling them to fuck off, but there’s still a select few that I can’t seem to shake.
but it’s ok, because right now the number of good friends in my life far outweighs the number of bad ones. and really, this is the first time in my life i’ve been able to say that.
damn you, insomnia. damn you for making me think this much at 3am.