Folks who become self-absorbed and preoccupied with their own comfort and convenience
the person who is counting the ways life did them wrong, using that as a justification to lick wounds and retreat from life, jaded and alone.
You’re a poet.
But yeah, I’ve met plenty of people exactly like this. Honestly it’s just so unpleasant to be around, I would think everyone would be filled with the fear of ending up that way
I fear that I am at this crossroads place right now in my life, also at 43. I’m forcing myself to be a part of a group that seeks societal change for the better, but honestly it’s a struggle. It could go either way.
You’re a poet.
But yeah, I’ve met plenty of people exactly like this. Honestly it’s just so unpleasant to be around, I would think everyone would be filled with the fear of ending up that way
I fear that I am at this crossroads place right now in my life, also at 43. I’m forcing myself to be a part of a group that seeks societal change for the better, but honestly it’s a struggle. It could go either way.