Living on the edge of patience.

Once you know how hard life can get and how it feels to be alone you get the need of helping others because you want to protect them from living through the things youself exprerienced.
At least that's how it was for me.
It was the time when the classes in school got mixed and I made new friends and so on and at some point the girls started to tell me about their problems and I tried to help them.
And I don't know why but I somehow was always right about what I told them to do.
So I went on and helped more of them.
Meanwhile some guys had the idea that I could be gay because I help girls. Sense?
However.
The problem is to find out who is actually thankfull for your help and who isn't.
That's not that easy sometimes.
Example: A girl that I helped for 1 year told me one month ago that she doens't care of what I'm saying.
Couldn't she tell me that earlier?
Well she slowly recorgnized that she needs me more than she thought, but I don't forgive her.
I forgave her the last 3 times and I don't care of her anymore.
The good thing is when you help people you often feel better with yourself and you find real friends.
The ones I mean know that I mean them. :)
But it still sucks that someone don't respect you.
I mean: You just want to make things easier and then you get hated for that?
Things have become strange.
After I while I got used to but it's still sad.

I'll keep on helping people.
And that's why I started with the whole thing here.
I hope you will too.