Saturday, July 5, 2025
I’m beginning to realize that sometimes I pushed people away when they were at their worst.
I didn’t see it.
I wasn’t paying attention.
Their lives were falling apart.
Maybe they were drinking and self-medicating.
Maybe they were ranting and raving—angry at someone or something.
I didn’t want to deal with the drama, so I distanced myself.
Maybe I was embarrassed.
Maybe I didn’t want to be seen or bothered by the nonsense.
Now I think maybe this is when they really needed me the most.
Maybe I could have changed their world.
Or maybe my world was a mess too.
Either way, now I’m paying attention.
But it’s funny…
Now they’re nowhere to be found. 😆🤣







