He doesn't know how to ask for help. He just disappears and comes back when he's better...
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People only seem to appreciate you when you do something personal for them. When your actions benefit thousands, the appreciation fades, replaced by silent expectations, judgments, and misunderstandings. They measure your worth not by your impact but by the time you personally give them. And when that time isn't enough, they feel distant, neglected, even though that was never your intention.
I’ve come to accept that my personal and social life stand on opposite ends. For many, I might be someone who is making a difference, someone they rely on. But for those closest to me, I seem absent, lost in my own world, unaware of the bonds that silently weaken. It’s not that I don’t care. I do. More than they will ever realize. But my life is moving in a direction where time is my most expensive currency, and I cannot spend it carelessly.
I am not ignoring anyone. I am not choosing work over people. I am choosing a purpose, a dream that demands sacrifice. If I stop now to explain myself at every step, I may never reach where I need to be. One day, maybe, they will understand that this phase of my life isn’t about abandoning them; it’s about building something bigger than myself.
It hurts when people leave, thinking I don’t care. It hurts when they believe I have changed, that I have become distant. But how do I explain that every step I take, every long hour I work, is for something beyond me? That I am still the same, just walking a road that demands everything from me?
I give my time when it’s necessary. I am there when it truly matters. And one day, when I finally reach where I am meant to be, I hope they will look back and see that I was never absent, I was just fighting for a future that required my everything.
I’ve come to accept that my personal and social life stand on opposite ends. For many, I might be someone who is making a difference, someone they rely on. But for those closest to me, I seem absent, lost in my own world, unaware of the bonds that silently weaken. It’s not that I don’t care. I do. More than they will ever realize. But my life is moving in a direction where time is my most expensive currency, and I cannot spend it carelessly.
I am not ignoring anyone. I am not choosing work over people. I am choosing a purpose, a dream that demands sacrifice. If I stop now to explain myself at every step, I may never reach where I need to be. One day, maybe, they will understand that this phase of my life isn’t about abandoning them; it’s about building something bigger than myself.
It hurts when people leave, thinking I don’t care. It hurts when they believe I have changed, that I have become distant. But how do I explain that every step I take, every long hour I work, is for something beyond me? That I am still the same, just walking a road that demands everything from me?
I give my time when it’s necessary. I am there when it truly matters. And one day, when I finally reach where I am meant to be, I hope they will look back and see that I was never absent, I was just fighting for a future that required my everything.
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This is where I belong.
I am not just one thing ✦ I am a blend of thoughts, passions, and actions, constantly evolving with time and experiences. My mind is always questioning, observing, and reflecting on life, society, and personal growth. I don’t believe in merely existing ✦…
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