The Thought That Comes Back 🧠
Sometimes I think…
Why is it so hard for me to make friends?
Why am I the one who always tries?
Why does it feel like mata witharayi caring?
This thought comes again and again. 💭
What I See Around Me 👀
Most of the time:
- I say sorry first 😔
- I message first 📱
- I try to fix things 🤝
- I make time ⏳
But from their side…
- No effort
- No trying to fix thing
When they get angry, they ignore me.
When I feel heavy, kisi kenek notice karanne na. 💔
How It Makes Me Feel 🖤
Slowly, I start thinking…
Maybe I am just an option.
Maybe I am never a priority.
I give space in my life to many people,
but they don’t give the same space to me.
Ehema hithaddi mata hithenava mama mona, gon pakayek da kiyala.
The Hard Truth 💣
Caring alone is not a friendship.
Trying alone is not a relationship.
If someone really values you, you don’t need to beg for time or effort.
Effort should come naturally.
Balagena hithagena ganna deyak neme.
The Lesson I Learned 📘
I learned that:
- Over-giving makes people careless
- Chasing lowers your value
- Silence is also an answer
If someone wants you in their life, they will show it. Kiyanna one na.
From Now On 🔁
From now on:
- I will match effort ⚖️
- I will respect myself more 💪
- I will stop chasing people who don’t try to understand me
Mama hama kenatama option ekak wenna one na.
Final Thought 🌱
I am not weak for caring.
I just cared for the wrong people.
The right people will never make me feel
like I am the only one trying. 🤍