I hate typing on my tablet. The minute I get to the bottom of a soul searching entry I press on the screen too long and it deletes it. Long story short, I'm realizing how much I care and sacrifice for other people and although that does bring me some happiness, I think that deep down I am miserable. Bam.
I give and give and give because if all of the hard work and monotony and time mean something if I am making other people happy. But I haven't done anything for myself in so long, that I feel guilty for buying a pair of jeans or getting a hair cut.
I have created this monster in myself and I don't know how to fix it.
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