My Core Values (to other people I care about)

Part of Defining Me, and Man-O-Festo
This disposability should never be expected at all, and that’s very demoralizing. I have felt like a cute little puppy where suddenly one day, the ol people in my life didn’t feel I was worth anything; throw “it”  (that’s me) to the curb, on a low traffic road – hoping no one would even notice what would become an abandoned object.  It seems like it’s legitimate behavior amongst the adults-in-the-room.
This could be long enough to be in a bio on a Match-type of dating site or app, but with the way women are narcissists, they wouldn’t give a damn reading a bio, that’s well written!
 I am not someone who waits by the telephone unless I am standing by for someone who agreed to reach out to me. While other people text message 3 short messages impulsively, I am someone who will put together a tightly-written message in a single instance, rather than hearing my phone go off 3 times for pointless thoughts. If I don’t respond within a couple hours, I have not forgotten them, I’m busy, but I always get back to people within 24 hours, because I would expect the same as well.  I never leave people that I know hanging. 
 
If I was to meet someone in person, I would meet them at the mutually agreed upon place and time. I am very punctual, sometimes late by seconds not by minutes or hours. I always try to come prepared in any situation. Somedays I come off selfish, but that’s a misunderstanding, somedays I miss other people’s points, concerns, etc. 
 
I do look out for the people I care about, therefore I am not selfish,  I see peers getting the short end of the stick, and people think I can’t see that. I often will stick up for the people I value with actions and constructive language (when possible.) I’ve since noticed over the years, that many of these negative individuals will dispose individuals like me; use cheap and destructive language – worse write someone like me off as if I have no future or growth. This is repeated fears of having any types of close relationships outside of family that was out of my control! This disposability should never be expected at all, and that’s very demoralizing. I have felt like a cute little puppy where suddenly one day, the ol people in my life didn’t feel I was worth anything; throw “it”  (that’s me) to the curb, on a low traffic road – hoping no one would even notice what would become an abandoned object.  It seems like it’s legitimate behavior amongst the adults-in-the-room.
 
The ideals of a person that I longed look for, are the opposite of the examples of past experiences, hence I was treated all along. I’ve learned the hard way good people are much harder to find than saying the cliche over and over.
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