I’ve come to a long awaited and chewed upon conclusion.
I will no longer be the one who calls and emails people first, the one who rearranges her schedule to accomodate everyone else. The one who initiates things. Dammit. If someone wants to see me, spend time with me, talk to me, bitch at me, whatknot, they’ll actually have to put forth some effort. Dammit. I’m starting to feel like a mat, the kind that is good to wipe your feet upon.