I was clearing out my phone's pictures when I stumbled upon these old photos that Gerd took of me during the start of the year - back when I wasn't as fat or as depressed as I currently am. Lol. See, when I get depressed, I eat my feelings and then I get fat. Yes, this is the reason why I gain an intense amount of weight every now and then.
Things haven't been going well for me, in general. Things are shitty at home. I disappointed someone important to me. The babydaddy is making things difficult once again. I had a falling out with one of my oldest friends. Plus, I recently found out that the guy that I like has a girlfriend. Such is my life.
I also recently realised that I don't have a lot of true friends, in general. What are true friends, in my opinion? The friends who contact you out of nowhere just to ask how you are. The friends who actually find and make time to see you, no matter how busy their schedules are. The friends who really give a genuine shit about you, basically.
Like superheroes, true friends don't ask for anything in return when it comes to favors, either. They help out because they want to.
On the flip side, true friends also appreciate the help that is given to them and are humble and grateful, whether things work out the way they imagined them to or not.
Today, I have decided to no longer waste my time on people who give me conditions or people who don't appreciate my efforts. Instead, I vow to only focus on the ones that matter, grow my bonds with them and let those bonds grow.