Delicate

My Ultra sensitivity is a gift and a curse. My empathy and compassion are otherworldly.  I love ferociously and I have been told that my laugh is contagious. However, when I feel slighted, oh boy when I feel slighted. It takes forever for the wounds to heal and any little infraction can reopen them and pour the salt in. I don't know why I'm this way, I can most likely blame my nutcase biologicals, but as I older I only seem to get a little more psycho so I guess I can only blame them 99.9%. I'm already comfortable with not being the perfect person because no one is but I don't like being taken for granted. Don't become so used to my unwavering loyalty and then decide because you believe I'll always be around to completely forget the kind of person that I am. That's not fair to anyone who has stood by a friend rain or shine just for them to act as if they barely exist anymore. I don't know, I honestly feel like nothing should hinder or jilt a friendship that is true. Especially if it's long standing and NEVER for a significant other. The only way that situation could even be properly accepted is if one has known their significant other longer than said friend. And even with that comes a certain set of boundaries. But if the latter situation does not apply and one is treating a friendship as if it does, that is blatantlying dead wrong. I do understand that the whole ordeal is a very sticky thing to be apart of because naturally  any half decent person wants to please everybody  involved knowing that the feat is virtually impossible. That being said, try making the person whose going to be there whether the significant other last or not happy. Because it sucks when things don't work out and you need a friend, only to realize you let them fade away long ago. From there it's a sad road because one is a lonely number. All in all I guess my point is; be careful and be grateful.