I always ditch the situation. Every time there’s a problem, I flee. I think relationships aren’t worth it if you have to fight for them. I always think happiness should come naturally. Guess you actually have to work for it? Don’t know if its best to drop the people that bring problems, or stay with them and work on the issues. What if there’s better out there for you and you never know unless you leave the troubling ones behind?
From what I’ve experienced, I’m happy with what I have now and don’t regret the ones I’ve left behind. But I see a reoccurring cycle. I guess this is what life really is —same shit, different time.
But memories none the less. It’s currently 4:!6 AM and I should be heading to bed. Lovely venting about crap for no one to read but myself.