I don’t think they would ever understand. Why should I expect? It’s as if people truly care.
Have I not given enough? Understanding and consideration is just what I seek from them. I am the minority so why should they bother themselves with things that are petty to them but are so important to me.
This is the third time I gave everything I can. I sacrificed my time and my family; the third time I have neglected the needs of my family to serve them.
At the time that I chose my family over them, they would not understand. They would not even care to ask why.
I am misunderstood. But no one would dare to confront me.
I could have trusted some. But I don’t think they could ever be sincere.
I don’t know if I still can at least try to think of them as friends.
Should I? Give me a reason why.