You have to accept that some people are not made for deep conversations, or for holding you together when you’re about to fall apart, or for keeping you from unzipping your skin, or for talking you out of suicide, or to love you through the worst moments of your life.
Some people are made for shallow exchanges, and ridiculous banter, and nothing more. And thatís okay. That doesnít make them horrible people because they simply arenít able to handle a storm like you. It doesnít make you a bad person because you wonít divulge all the gritty details of your horror show. It makes you smart.
You have to accept that there will be people that cannot give you what you need. It doesnít mean they are not worth keeping in your life. You just have to figure out who these ones are before youíre disappointed. And you have to keep them at armís length.
You cannot expect everyone in your life to understand, to be nonjudgmental, to get it. But thatís okay, because not everyone was made to impart wisdom or wax-poetic, or speak on politics and the depravity of society, or discuss how crucial it is that the stigma of mental illness be abolished. There are times when you have to get away from all that heaviness. You have to. And you will need superficial conversation about Kim Kardashianís arse, or a debate on the color of The Dress. You will need those ones.
So donít go round cutting people off and dropping your friends. You need people for all your seasons. You need people or you wonít survive this.