Declaration
Jun. 25th, 2008 01:04 pmAttention people: I am not longer taking responsibility for your lives. Especially if you're going to freak out because I'm five minutes late, to spend my time and money to drive you to something in two hours. "We didn't know if you were going to be five minutes late or five hours!" Please, is this really your opinion of me, that I'm that flakey. Oh, and that I was wrong for being "Out of communication" when I wasted over five minutes searching for your number to call. You could have called me you know. (And when I'm late because I was busy helping someone else out.
"Julia, can you..." No, no I can't, unless you're paying me money or sleeping with me. Deal with your own problems. I'm out of time. This is why I'm exhausted all the time, I rarely get time for myself.
"Julia, can you..." No, no I can't, unless you're paying me money or sleeping with me. Deal with your own problems. I'm out of time. This is why I'm exhausted all the time, I rarely get time for myself.
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Date: 2008-06-26 01:47 am (UTC)Get ready tho, because once you start having boundaries, and expressing them, your social circle will change, your partnerz may change, and a lot will change. You may lose a lot of people once it's clear you are not "easy to get along with," for values of easy-to-get-along-with that look suspiciously like doormat.
Don't get me wrong, being genuinely easy to get along with is a Very Good Thing, and something I wish everyone was into. But some folks parse doormat and easy-to-get-along-with as the same and identical. No. Not quite.
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