are you your own friend?
I hear it only too often when saying that it’s hard for me that all my loved and loving ones live far from here (nearest’s in Dublin)
that there is no one here that I love and they love me back
ffs PEOPLE! would you shove that psychology-for-idiots stuff up your patronising assess?
I do love myself, I am my own best friend and most interesting company
if I don’t have many relationships where I live is BECAUSE I HAVE FUCKING STANDARDS
I’m not interested in bullshit
I’m not interested in lies
in drugs and/or alcohol
I’d rather have real and amazing relationships with people far away than shite ones here (and yes, I can have both! and I do, have some wonderful friendships here but me being me: not enough! want more 😀 )
I may not see my loved ones for as often as I would like to but I KNOW I’m in their hearts and thoughts because they proved it more than once
that’s why if someone declares their love after few weeks of knowing me I’ m like: really? bullshit!
you don’t know me, you may lust after me, you may have a gigantic crush but it is NOT LOVE, and it’s not friendship
not to my standards
and yes, it can be hard here because this place is very small and I don’t have much choice but I’d rather spend time in my own beloved and friendly company than waste it on shallow, stupid and pointless relationships
not because I do not love myself but because I love myself enough to be wise about it
learned it hard way
brilliant painful lesson
and it’s NO THANKS until we know each other really well, good and bad, prettiest and ugliest
like I do with “my” people, ones that I’m true friends/loves for years and years
we fought and worked for those relationships to last and to deepen
I’m not interested in less!