008. My Friend

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Hurt me all you want,
I will stay here to tell you,
❝I am here, my friend.❞

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❝WHY ARE YOU holding someone else's burden when you have enough on your plate?❞

❝People can live without worrying about you, so why can't you live without worrying about them, too?❞

❝But if you keep saving other people more than yourself, then who saves you?❞

I wear my headphones and play loud music to shut the voices in my head. When will these voices stop? Honestly, I am sick and tired of hearing them again and again. Can I at least live quietly, even just for a day? But I know I can't have that, so let me start with another story.

Friendship is the most precious relationship everyone can treasure, but no one can ever build it over a short period of time. It will take time and trust, so whatever may happen along the way, friendship will never end.

However, it's different when I am the only one who makes sacrifices and efforts to rebuild something broken at the end of the day. It will be unfair if I keep fighting for something that's not worth fighting for anymore, as to why the voices in my head always annoy question my sanity, ❝Is friendship really worth fighting for?❞

Yes.

No.

Maybe.

I don't know.

Honestly, it all depends on the situation, if I may say. But this friendship I am talking about is so dear to me that I let these people hurt my feelings in order to save them. I already know that I can't save everyone in this lifetime, and as a matter of fact, I even struggle to save myself, too.

If ever there will be a time that I will get so tired of saving people—who will save me?

If ever there will be a time that I will get so tired of saving people—who will save me?

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