It’s funny to me how it’s a trope that men tell women “I love you” to get in their pants, but now I’m seeing a lot of “I miss you’s.”  This is not based on statistics or any evidence other than personal experience but I’ve had a few people tell me they miss me after not seeing each other for a while.  I mean, I’ve been right here.  I haven’t moved and I’m on social media 8 hours a day (according to my new iPhone update).  If you ask me, that’s pretty reachable.

I guess I’m supposed to swoon or assume sincerety in our long term friendship.  But really, I just immediately think... “Well I’ve been here so...?”  I’ve posted about a  dear friend’s passing - nothing.  I’ve posted about feeling sad and lost - nothing.  But today, you decided you missed me because we’re conveniently talking.  Sorry, this is where I decided I’ll pass.  

Maybe it it makes me petty, but I also learned I have to decide what and who’s worth my time.  As a good friend once told me, “Why move mountains for someone who’d barely move a puddle for me?”  Well, I’m not.  

I’m the type of person who will check in with you if I know you’re going through stuff, and more so if you post something showing signs of distress or injury.  But that also means, I don’t go out of my way to appease anyone who’s present in my life out of convenience - at least not anymore.  I learned that, like romantic relationships, I have to learn my own self worth and surround myself with those worthy of my love in friendships and familyships.  Just because they hold a title in my life for an amount of years, their actions will tell me where we really stand at present.