that some people are not made for deep
conversations, or for holding you together when you’re
about to fall apart, or for keeping you from unzipping your
skin, or for talking you out of s.uicide, or
to love you through the worst moments of your life. Some people
are made for shallow exchanges, and ridiculous banter, and
nothing more. And that’s okay. That doesn’t make
them horrible people because they simply aren’t able to
handle a storm like you. It doesn’t make you a bad person
because you won’t divulge all the gritty details of your
horror show. It makes you smart. You have to accept that there
will be people that cannot give you what you need. It
doesn’t mean they are not worth keeping in your life. You
just have to figure out who these ones are before you’re
disappointed. And you have to keep them at arm’s length.
You cannot expect everyone in your life to understand, to be
nonjudgmental, to get it. But that’s okay, because not
everyone was made to impart wisdom, or wax-poetic, or speak on
politics and the depravity of society, or discuss how crucial
it is that the stigma of mental illness be abolished. There are
times when you have to get away from all that heaviness. You
have to. And you will need superficial conversation about Kim
Kardashian’s a.rse, or a
debate on the color of The Dress. You will need those ones. So
don’t go round cutting people off and dropping your
friends. You need people for all your seasons. You need people
or you won’t survive this.
