I have recently resigned myself to the fact that there is no one person there for me when I really need the support or kick in the pants. Often my family is there for me. Occasionally a good friend. But most times it's just me and my own chutzpah that keeps me going from day to day. Mostly this is because people (at least the people I know) are so concerned with their own lives that they don't "have the time" to help me or show concern for me. What makes me notice this even more is that I am constantly sticking my neck out for others only to never receive the same concern in return.
I know I'm venting again, but I'm tired of being the world's door mat. I'm tired of working hard at both my jobs that are not really paying all the bills. I'm tired of going to all the church activities only to feel very alone. I love helping my sister with her kids, but what about when I need help.
Those who let me down the least are the members of my family. For that I'm grateful. I just wish my friends were less disappointing.