I built everyone except myself
I used to be the person everyone came to when life got messy. If someone wanted to start freelancing, I’d help them learn. If someone was nervous before an interview, I’d sit with them for hours preparing answers. I edited resumes, fixed portfolios, stayed awake helping with assignments, listened to relationship problems, motivated people when they wanted to quit, and somehow became the “support system” of the entire friend group without even realizing it. At the time, it felt nice to be needed. It made me feel important. Every success around me felt personal because I knew how much of myself I had poured into helping people get there. One friend got a remote job and moved out of his parents’ house. Another started earning online. Another launched a small business. Everyone slowly started building lives they used to dream about, and I was genuinely proud of all of them.
But while helping everyone move forward, I quietly stopped paying attention to myself. I kept thinking, “I’ll figure my own life out later.” Later never came. A point came where I was mentally exhausted, financially stressed, completely lost, and honestly just needed someone to notice. Not even huge help. Just someone asking, “Are you actually okay?” without me forcing a fake laugh first. Instead, I started hearing things like: “You’re strong, you’ll manage.”, “Bro you always figure things out.”, “Sorry man, been busy lately.” And that was the moment something in me changed. I realized people had become so used to me being the helper that they couldn’t even recognize me as someone who might also need help. The worst part is… none of them were bad people. That’s what made it hurt more. They just got comfortable receiving. And I got addicted to giving because it made me feel valuable. I slowly stopped texting first after that. Nobody really noticed. The group chats kept moving. The jokes continued. Plans happened without me sometimes. And I would stare at my phone realizing I had spent years building emotional homes inside people who never planned to stay inside mine. Now whenever someone says, “You’ve changed,” I just smile. Because they only miss the version of me that kept abandoning himself to make everyone else feel supported.