It took me years to eventually tell myself and recognise that, you know what, despite everything - I am a good, nice, person. I do still question it. I don't have many friends, very few in fact, and even in social situations I can easily sit on my own. I know I just give off the wrong impression, because despite the fact I'd do anything to help anyone, I'm still quite often disregarded. It's just something I need to live with. . Over the years, it's one thing about myself I've grown to love and to hate. You see, caring and kindness is what the world needs more of. If we stopped more often and took time out of our day to help others, all those little bits would add up to the world actually being a little bit of a better place. . But on the other hand, caring too much can consume you. It can cause you anxiety, questioning why someone who maybe was just in a daydream didn't speak to you this morning, why they interact with people on social media but not you (likes and comments etc), why they seemed abrupt with you, why they haven't replied to your email or why they don't say hello. Caring too much about those things, can mean you care enough to break someone's walls down and help them, but it can also mean you're just wasting your time when they have no time for you. . So many times I've gone back to someone and said "you aren't yourself, are you okay?" And they open up. Sometimes, they just say "yeah I'm fine" and in reality, my naivety shines through because actually - they just don't have time for me. . But I care about what people think of me. Clearly too much. And I wish I didn't all the time because it can consume me so much. I like to get to know people. I like to help people. I am the first to notice someone not acting themselves and offer words of advice or just comfort. But I also think about it too much. . I'm proud to be kind, caring and considerate even in the face of adversity or without reciprocation. Because it's how I was raised. It's what I believe in. It is morally right in my eyes. And that's what makes me love it and hate it at the same time. . . #morals #kindness #me #quotes #caring #mikemeetslife #care #love #hate #repost #memories #2018

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https://ift.tt/39XOe4A It took me years to eventually tell myself and recognise that, you know what, despite everything - I am a good, nice, person. I do still question it. I don't have many friends, very few in fact, and even in social situations I can easily sit on my own. I know I just give off the wrong impression, because despite the fact I'd do anything to help anyone, I'm still quite often disregarded. It's just something I need to live with. . Over the years, it's one thing about myself I've grown to love and to hate. You see, caring and kindness is what the world needs more of. If we stopped more often and took time out of our day to help others, all those little bits would add up to the world actually being a little bit of a better place. . But on the other hand, caring too much can consume you. It can cause you anxiety, questioning why someone who maybe was just in a daydream didn't speak to you this morning, why they interact with people on social media but not you (likes and comments etc), why they seemed abrupt with you, why they haven't replied to your email or why they don't say hello. Caring too much about those things, can mean you care enough to break someone's walls down and help them, but it can also mean you're just wasting your time when they have no time for you. . So many times I've gone back to someone and said "you aren't yourself, are you okay?" And they open up. Sometimes, they just say "yeah I'm fine" and in reality, my naivety shines through because actually - they just don't have time for me. . But I care about what people think of me. Clearly too much. And I wish I didn't all the time because it can consume me so much. I like to get to know people. I like to help people. I am the first to notice someone not acting themselves and offer words of advice or just comfort. But I also think about it too much. . I'm proud to be kind, caring and considerate even in the face of adversity or without reciprocation. Because it's how I was raised. It's what I believe in. It is morally right in my eyes. And that's what makes me love it and hate it at the same time. . . #morals #kindness #me #quotes #caring #mikemeetslife #care #love #hate #repost #memories #2018 via Instagram https://instagr.am/p/CLAgwrcg-Z0/

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