What a friend.

Oct 28, 2009 17:39

You know, sometimes I think I'm a horrible friend.

All these people are there for me when I'm down, and when I feel like this life isn't worth living anymore. But am I there for them when they feel like that? Sometimes, yes. But sometimes I don't know what to say. I'm scared that I'm being too intrusive and that they don't want me to ask them if they're all right. And they don't want me to comfort them or give my input.

So do I take the plunge and ask?  And fear being told off?
Or do I sit back and stay silent? Not even trying to bother and help?

Sometimes I really don't know what to do.

You know, I really do like helping people and I want people to trust me and to have them know they can talk to me whenever they want. And that I will never judge. But what am I to do? How am I supposed to go up to them and say 'Hey! You can talk to me about whatever you're feeling because I don't judge people" ?

I guess what's worst is that I'm not really good with words.

Well, theoretically I am. I know what words to use when my friends are in trouble with their significant others; and how to turn down a guy without hurting them too much. But for myself? When I'm in that situation? Or when I'm put on the spot - and when someone's looking at me wanting a straight answer now. I don't really know what to say then.

Damn. Why is it so easy to type an essay of a blog? But so hard to type an essay for The Kite Runner?

thoughts, friends

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