Feb. 10th, 2012
Some days...
Feb. 10th, 2012 08:26 pmA depressing day. The mother of a friend of mine is dying in another city. Another local friend went there by car to help out. I'd have liked to have gone too, but they didn't think of asking me. Which is okay, that isn't really the problem... The problem is, my local friend said that they didn't think I cared. They didn't even think of asking me to help. I think they just assumed I wouldn't.
I don't get it. This person been a close friend for thirty years; her mother is dying; of course I care. Why would they think I didn't?
This really got me down. If the people who know me best think I don't care... Why would they think that? What have I done, or failed to do, that they would think I don't care about them and their lives? I know I'm not very demonstrative - I'm very shy - but I thought they knew how much I cared.
This has really got me down.