reminds me of the Alpine retreat
My problem is that I care too much about all the wrong things. I care about people who I know always end up hurting me. I care about people who have too many problems and obstacles in their lives to acknowledge me. I care about those who time and time again, succeed in neglecting me.
I feel insulted each time I say something and nobody listens. I get angry when people leave without saying goodbye. I hate it when my contributions and ideas are ignored. When I play guitar with all of my heart and nobody takes notice.
I’m overly concerned about vain things, like how my hair and make up looks. I care if people think I’m a bitch, a snob, a freak, a dumb ass.
And I think this is all because I forgive, love, and accept people too easily. I always think about how situations might be for others. I truly care more about them than I do for myself… And I don’t think thats wrong of me to do. What is wrong is to expect people to be the same way.
It’s time to let go of all of these wasted worries.
Am I too forgiving for my own good?
STOP SCROLLING.
This is about saving a girls life. Kahlia Wilson goes to my school and is in year 12. She got cancer in her pelvis when she was only 13 years old, and after beating it once it has come back in her chest. Regular medicine is not an option anymore and she needs to travel to Perth for radical cancer treatment. This treatment will cost her family $30,000, money they just don’t have.
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To watch the full story, click hereIf I was a millionaire- my money would go to people like this. Losing people to cancer has completely changed me.