I can’t be everything to anyone, although at times, I wish I could be. If I were, I know I wouldn’t be happy. Life is often about balances and fine lines. Gotta know where you stand and where to draw that line. There’s something to be said about a person who is independent. Not, that they don’t rely on others, but that they can take care of themselves. Sometimes it’s hard to be that person, and I find myself wishing someone would just take care of me. Sometimes I get relationships confused with that desire to be taken care of, and sometimes I try to take care of someone else instead of taking care of myself. I don’t always understand the way that I feel, but I do know that I won’t be anyone’s everything.