Encouraging me

My friend encorages me and I mostly dismiss it. As I did now about this insight I had.

So many times different people has told me that I am special, and to me that feels weird, as I don´t see it. But sometimes it got to my head. Some part of me wanted to believe those things. Starting to wait for those wonderful things to happen. That I had a place to fill in helping others. Being important. “Saving the world” kind of thing, you know what I mean. These things never happened and then I felt fooled. So, I try not to listen, or rather believe it, when people tell me nice things. To avoid becoming dissappointed.

Somehow it is similar to my grandkids longing for their father a couple of years ago, but knowing he is liying all the time. He does not come despite the promise given. They hope this time will be different, but no……..