First one is always the hardest

Here I go again... another blog... another chance to throw pieces of me out into the world. Starting with why I chose the blog name "Perpetually sought, rarely found". It's a phrase I have heard, in some form, used to describe myself. Keep in mind, it's what other people have told me. Most of the time, it is in reference to a personal relationship. Now, don't go thinking I have a big ego. They use the phrase when I behave like someone who truly cares... something society sees less and less of as time goes by. I'm the one that some call in the middle of the night, crying or drunk and needing an ear; the one that knows the good, bad and OMG moments, but won't say a word; the one that refuses to let you believe no one loves you; the protective friend; the goofball; the sweetie... I've held a lot of roles, most of them proudly. But I am nowhere near perfect... That's why I am the one "perpetually sought, rarely found". Too bad a lot of people don't realize I am right here.