(Girls >) Friends > Me.

I’ve always put others before myself. I know lately, I’ve just been doing me, me, me all the time. I don’t really hang out with other people except for Marc. But I’m so thankful to have friends that understand I have other responsibilities at home.

About a week ago, I finally got to hang out with the girls that I’ve called my best friends. We’re still weird, talk in weird accents, and joke about everything. Then, we got down to the serious things and it just opened my eyes. They need me. They’re not always going to be happy inside. They can pretend to be but, someone is always going to be hurting. It’s nice to finally get together and talk when we’re all free. I’ve honestly missed these girls and their sillyness. Our friendship has always had ups and downs but we’re always there for each other.

I don’t know who my friends are anymore. The people who hit me up all the time, I consider my friends. The others- they only talk to me when they need me. The ones who gave up asking me to kick it, I can live without them. Everyone in the whole world knows I put my Grandma before anything. But for some reason, that’s a problem to them. I don’t see other people hating on other people who put family first. They still hit them up all the time. I don’t quite understand. But you know what? It shouldn’t matter. I’m still putting these people first. If you need me, I’m here.

I can go on and on about the important people in my life. No matter how bad I get treated by people, I just can’t stop putting them before me.