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Being so caring of so many people is not as good a thing as it might appear on the surface. In doing so, I sometimes end up giving more of myself than I desire to. I hold on to friendships and relationships longer than I should. I continue to take abuse from people I love, because I care enough to believe that they might change. I take the judgment that those I care about might pass on me very close to my heart, and very rarely offer such judgements myself, and certainly not in as harsh a tone. I often sacrifice my wants, needs, and desires in order to assure that those I care about are not hurt, or that they do not go without.

I'm sure there is a happy medium between caring about others, and caring about yourself. I just haven't found it.

Many men are horrible people. Many women are horrible people. The truth is, this world– at least the portions of it I have experienced– is filled with mostly selfish people. People who, like me, have not found the happy medium between caring for themselves, and caring for others. The only difference between me and what makes them appear so horrible is where the weight sits on that scale. While they appear to be self-centered and uncaring, for the most part, they don't spend each day wanting one thing, and yet doing something completely different.