Borrowing

Borrowing money to friends has never been a big deal to me. To me, it's the same as letting your girl "borrow" your jumper, going to buy food and drinks and having a cookout with the guys, buying a bottle in the club and sharing it with friends, or being the one who drives everyone home. None of it is forced. It’s just who I am and what I’m able to offer. I do it out of love, I never expect anything back.

The thing is, when someone says they’re “borrowing,” I don’t actually hold it over them. I’m not waiting at the edge of my seat for them to return it. What I do hold onto, though, is respect. If you say you’re going to give something back, I expect you to keep your word, not because of the money, but because of what it represents. That’s why I never chase anyone for it. If I gave it, I clearly didn’t need it urgently. But even something small like sticking to what you said tells me the type of person you are.

Everything I do costs me something. Time, energy, money, it’s all coming out of my pocket or my day. I’ve never complained about that because it’s my choice. But when someone says they’re borrowing and then moves like they’ve forgotten, it changes how I view them. It shows me the respect isn’t mutual. And once I see that, it naturally becomes harder for me to offer help in the same way again.