Chaicon Sinema

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I find it difficult to share my struggles with people I consider friends. Why? Because when I do, there’s a certain level of care and concern I naturally expect. Maybe that expectation exists because I know I would show up for you the same way, no matter how overwhelmed I am.

The moment your response falls below that expectation, regardless of the explanation, I gradually stop telling you things. Not out of anger, but because silence removes expectation. If you don’t know what I’m going through, then I won’t find myself hoping for something you may not be willing or able to give.

Personally, I have never asked for care, attention, love, or sacrifice from anyone if I wouldn’t willingly offer the same in return. So it’s not blind entitlement; it’s an expectation built on reciprocity.

If I stop sharing things with you, it simply means that when I once did, the response didn’t meet me where I needed it to. And rather than keep expecting, I choose to stop depending.

Share if this resonates with you.

Chaicon 💞