They only remember your name when something needs fixing, moving, organising or saving. One day it’s a favour, the next it’s a pattern. And if you’re someone who’s naturally helpful you probably brush it off few times. You tell yourself, “It’s calm, I don’t mind helping,” or “They’d do the same for me.”
They don’t check in, they don’t shout you just to see how you’re doing. But the minute they need something sorted, your phone lights up. But it’s not love. It’s convenience dressed up in “I was just thinking about you.”
Let’s be real, it’s draining. Being the go-to person for people who wouldn’t even flinch if the roles were reversed. People who treat your time and energy like it’s always readily available for them, but you’ve got to beg for basic consideration. And what makes it worse is when you finally say no, they move like you are the bad guy.
Sometimes you’ve got to take a step back and ask yourself: when’s the last time they shouted me just to see if I’m okay? Not for a lift, not for a favour, not for a plug, just to genuinely check in?
I’m not saying stop helping people. But help the ones who value you even when you’re not doing anything for them because being kind shouldn’t come at the cost of you being used.
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