In My Own Company #blogchatterbloghop
Age and experience change us. I was an introvert but not a recluse. When I came in company of people, I had the habit of slowly but steadily getting friendly to them and stuck with those few. There was a phase in my life where I used to be comfortable around everyone. And that had hit me with a blow, a very strong one, that I am still struggling to get over. They became way more comfortable, broke boundaries and started sharing their emotional pain, hatred, distress and all bad experiences. At first I used to respond, empathize, tried to lend my hand, but gradually, it became overwhelming, and I was left numb. I felt for everyone's pain, struggles, and under that absolutely overlooked the burden of emotional baggage I had started to carry. The worst feeling was getting trapped in between situations where two parties were against each other, and I was unable to take sides, as both were dear to me. I was someone with zero complaints , happy with whatever I got. The very people whom I...