Discovery is Seeing What Everyone Else Has Seen

A short while ago I had a moment of realization. I was accused of thinking of no-one but myself. Me, thinking of myself? Right, ok. Before responding I thought about this surprising accusation and realized that I never do think of myself, all my life it's been about others: I'm always lending family money (which I have come to realize causes more problems than it solves), always inconveniencing myself to help another who, after my help, doesn't bother to even say thanks, I'm always the one left with the burden after helping a friend. There are so many parasites and leeches out there, I feel like I'm being picked and picked, until there's nothing left.

I have always tried to live a good life. As mentioned before, I am not very religious but am spiritual, and when I pass on I want to at the very least be able to say, "I lived a good, decent life". Then there are those that take advantage of the good, those who want nothing but to strip you bare. These thoughts made me almost, ALMOST reconsider my take on life, until I came to the conclusion that were I to live by any other manner or logic, I would be no better than those that I have come to be weary of.

As such, I will continue along my path and will not change, I have a deep sense of self-worth and self-appreciation, and can look back on my short life up till now and have no feelings of regret or shame - and that to me is an accomplishment when faced with a world filled with lies upon lies.