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People, Always Have a Back-Up
It’s not my job to carry people’s baggage, I got my own
As far back as I can remember, standing on your own two feet was heavily expected especially if you were getting ready to go off to college or just got a job and got your own place. Growing up in the 90s taught me a lot about what it means to be an adult!
Except nowadays, everyone is always trying to piggyback off someone else and lately, it’s been me. Damn, like I got a fuckin’ target on my back!
If you remember my friend ‘Talia’, the one I mentioned in a past post titled, ‘Boundaries, Why Isn’t Everyone Taught This?! This is a Problem!’ Well, it turns out that Talia was a spoiled brat that wanted me to shoulder her burdens like money, food, hold onto her personal legal documents which had some dark shit in them, and whatever else she wanted me to.
After telling her no, which no one in that position wants to hear, she had the nerve, the audacity to blow up on me because I’m choosing to not involve myself in her matters because they’re her matters, not mine.
So I haven’t heard anything from Talia in 2 days, which is fine by me because every time it was always something she was asking me for. I like to take this time and make it known that I’m not a baggage carrier, I have my own problems, and Talia…
