Selfish

I very rarely ask people for things. I learned early on in my none-too-fluffy life to do for myself and those I cared about, and leave everybody else swinging in the wind. My friends mean something to me. Everbody else can go die in a hole.

Some denials leave a more lasting dent than others, however. The first time I was ever in a committed relationship, it ended badly, and I let it drag out, thinking my devotion would mean something. But no matter how much I gave, I never got anything back.

This was written two days after the breakup, and quite simply sums up why I no longer like asking anyone for anything.