I am just really done with today.
I’ve dealt out a little too much tough love and chased a child around in the dark.
Here’s the thing:
I love my friends. I will do anything for them. I will give them pep talks every day if they need them.
But I am drawing the line. I can’t help you if you don’t want to be helped. If you want to wallow in self pity and straight up misery, fine, but don’t expect me to empathize because I literally do not have the emotional capacity to do so.
remember when you put your glasses on for the first time and you realized you could see leaves on trees
"Humor. Skill. Wit. Sex appeal. That order."