Hello there! 😌
It happens often lately that I’m contemplating life and what happens around me. I suppose it is normal to do so but I think that I probably do it to the extreme. 🤷♀️🌞
So contemplating about life brings me to a simple conclusion: being alone is one of the best things that happened to me. I used to be afraid of loneliness, thinking that I needed people around me to feel loved and accepted and appreciated. But not anymore.
I don’t mind being around people. Genuine people. But I mind so much being around fakeness. People that spend their time with me because they have nothing else better to do..and that they forget everything else as soon as their life is ‘too busy’.
Personally, if I don’t get in touch with someone is because I don’t want any interaction at that moment. I don’t believe in the ‘we are too busy’ to communicate with each other.
So yeah….it just gets to me how some people use my presence to just fill their emptiness of the moment…🤷♀️
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