I gave him the ultimatum. Either he picks up his shit and figure out how he's screwing his life up or well, that's the end of our friendship.
That's my problem. I tend to care too much about everything and anything. I care too much about people and in that respect, I spoil them and they don't know how to act on their own volition. I give them solutions to their problems, when I should've lead them to the answer or at least a variation of a solution.
I honestly thought I was helping them, but instead, I was just leading them to their own demise.
I should've forced them to find their own answers instead of always spoon-feeding them things.
Somehow, I feel that it's my fault... the way he is now. The choices he's made...
Fuck. This again. Everything always boils down to me. I'm tired of this... I don't want to live a life of what if's and what I could've done's. I have to accept the past for what it was and embrace the present. I can't let shit from the past tie me down like that.
I don't know what I'm doing... all I know is that I have live with this constant anger towards myself. I'm tired of it/ I really wish I could stop hating myself, but it's something that's been driven into me for as long as I can remember. And, unfortunately, old habits die hard. Very hard.
Fuck. I really need to change my mentality. This self-destructiveness is killing me, physically and mentally.
I've more than enough shit to worry about and I can't afford to worry about myself right now.
Damnit. Damn this shit.
That's my problem. I tend to care too much about everything and anything. I care too much about people and in that respect, I spoil them and they don't know how to act on their own volition. I give them solutions to their problems, when I should've lead them to the answer or at least a variation of a solution.
I honestly thought I was helping them, but instead, I was just leading them to their own demise.
I should've forced them to find their own answers instead of always spoon-feeding them things.
Somehow, I feel that it's my fault... the way he is now. The choices he's made...
Fuck. This again. Everything always boils down to me. I'm tired of this... I don't want to live a life of what if's and what I could've done's. I have to accept the past for what it was and embrace the present. I can't let shit from the past tie me down like that.
I don't know what I'm doing... all I know is that I have live with this constant anger towards myself. I'm tired of it/ I really wish I could stop hating myself, but it's something that's been driven into me for as long as I can remember. And, unfortunately, old habits die hard. Very hard.
Fuck. I really need to change my mentality. This self-destructiveness is killing me, physically and mentally.
I've more than enough shit to worry about and I can't afford to worry about myself right now.
Damnit. Damn this shit.
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