Hurtfull Tendencies

The summer sun isn't the friendliest of blokes nowadays. While on my way back to the office, an exchange dug out past feelings. I'll feelings that perhaps I don't even deserve to feel. It's hard but at some point in my past I have come to feel that I was only as good as I am usefull to a select group of people who I have come to value so much. Never hearing from them until they have need of my assistance. To be treated like a mercenery when I have come to their aid as a friend. To be taken for granted. To feel unimportant and unwanted.