The Non-Existent Puddle Jumper

Every once in a while I hear a phrase or quote that really strikes a chord usually because of some recent event in my life. The most recent quote I keep referring back to is, “There comes a time in your life when you have to stop crossing oceans for people who wouldn’t jump puddles for you.” Too many times I have gone out of my way for someone only to be forgotten when it really mattered. This could apply to a friendship or romantic connection. I’ve decided that this lesson is one I’m going to put into action.

Dating sucks. I’ll be honest. I hate it. I don’t understand why it seems easy for some and virtually impossible for me. When I like someone, really like them, I will put my all into making things fun and positive. So many times I’ve found that despite my efforts, they are never reciprocated. I end up hurt and alone time and time again. Here’s the deal…NO MORE! If someone isn’t going to make me more of a priority then screw them. I’m done. More times than not I end up feeling like a doormat. Time to pull the rug out from under them and stand up for myself more.

I have the same issues with friends. It seems that plans don’t happen with friend unless I initiate them. Furthermore, even when I do, I end up getting cancelled on nine times out of ten. This has really taken its toll on me. I’ve been feeling ignored and non-essential in a lot of aspects of my life. I already spend a ridiculous time alone. While some alone time is nice, it would be great to have a group of friends to go out with from time to time. I do have a lot of friends, but again, I’m rarely invited places and always seem to have to do the party planning. Well, again, here’s the deal…NO MORE! Is it too much to ask for someone to make ME a priority?

So that’s my new way of thinking. I’m going to grow stronger from this decision and show people that my time is valuable, that my company is valuable, and pray that eventually my inner stock will go up. It’s going to be an adjustment and will require I step out of my comfort zone a bit. The way I see it, the bottom line is I can’t expect anyone else to jump puddles, let alone cross oceans for me if I’m not willing to do it for myself.

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