And one day, when you think you didn’t care it hurt, it did. And when you think it didn’t bothered you, it did. And when you’re not sure what you’ve done has or hasn’t been enough. And when you don’t understand why are people so insincere or you just haven’t done your best to deserve people staying. And when you don’t understand why people can’t believe that you gave your genuine friendship to them. Is the day I stopped caring. It is the day I started being selfish again. Because that’s what people do. They take you for granted and they blame you for leaving them. Sick, and disgusting.