it seems to me, that most of my life, i have always made a huge effort to be a good friend. i think, that because of this, i have never had a shortage of friends in my life. a few have come and gone quickly, others have stuck around a bit longer, and i've managed to keep one good friend for my whole life... all 22 years of it.
but there are times, when for some reason or another, i feel that my efforts are one sided. that regardless of my continued attempt to keep my friendships going, what i'm giving is not coming back to me. maybe it's just a bad day, and maybe i'm overreacting, but i get this feeling much too often to think that it's just my over-charged emotions.
and i wonder how long i'll have the stamina to keep making that effort.
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