so it’s been a shit storm of drama for me this week, and none of the issues i dealt with had anything to do with me at all.
the first problem was the apartment we had been staying in, we were subletting it from a friend of mine, and well, as everyone knows, you’re not really allowed to do that. so about a week ago we go a notice basically saying ” get the fuck out now or we will kick your ass out later.” which translates to my friend getting served with an eviction. now the asshole in me said ” oh well, it’s not my name on the lease, it’s not my problem.” but the human in me said ” holy shit i have just royally fucked my friend and her ability to ever rent another place for the rest of her life!!!” one u-haul, an anxiety attack, a trip to the ER and two hundred dollars later we are (hopefully) completely done of that ass fuck apartment.
the second issue was a very dear friend of mine who is going through some fucked up shit and is handling it in a very fucked up way. this weekend her friends ( myself included) along with her therapist decided to pull the intervention card, it was not pretty and it was not fun but it needed to be done, and as long as she’s not bullshitting us, i think she’s on her way to getting the help that she needs.
there were also several minor ( at least to me) issues that came up as well and i won’t bore you with the details ( assuming i haven’t done so already) but today i realized, that maybe perhaps, i have a problem with getting too involved with other people’s shit. it is my instinct to jump in and help whenever i see anyone ( especially friends and family) in need of any sort of assistance, but i think i just took on too much of everyone else’s shit that i ended up being completely overwhelmed and burnt out within a few days. i really wish i knew how to say “no” but for some reason whenever i do, i can’t help but feel that i have done something criminal in denying my friends and family my assistance.
