All in the timing...

I have noticed an interesting phenomenon lately. It seems that every time I get the chance to start dealing with my own life, someone random pops up with a much bigger and more emotionally demanding set of problems. And of course, because I believe in a weird sort of Mormon Karma, I feel like it's my duty to set my own issues aside and help people out.

Today, that perspective changed. Not because I've decided the world can piss off, but because I realized that there have been a couple of people who have taken advantage of me just to satisfy some random Attention Quotient. And one of them made an attempt at my sympathies this afternoon.

Granted, this person doesn't know what I am in the process of addressing in my personal life. This person doesn't know that I am currently waiting for a prescription refill to come in, or that I am trying to clear up some nasty energy blockades. I guess what bothered me is that this person never really seems to care about what I'm going through. Apparently I'm supposed to be sunshine and rainbows all the time.

I am more than happy to help people out when they genuinely need it. I am. I love taking care of my friends and family. But if someone does something for attention, or knows full well what their consequences will be... sorry. There's nothing I can do, except for hope that they find whatever it is they're looking for.

In other news, I love Spencer. He is a wonderful friend (even when he's being a douche or accidentally hitting me in the head) and I'm glad I have him.

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