Nothing I do...ever seems enough.
I feel like the harder I try to make life better and happier for other ppl, the less I matter. I'm probably better off making ppl's lives miserable, and make them work for me. Then they will constantly think of me, talk about me, try to please me!
The more I do to raise my value...as in if I did not exist, maybe ppl would miss my presence because I do so much for them in their lives...then less valuable I feel in their lives. It's absolutely heart breaking. I feel so under-appreciated...
I cook...I clean...whatever they happen to mention they want, I go buy for them. Whatever is making them unhappy, I go fix for them. But if I'm unhappy...I'm just irritating to them.
Some times...I wonder if anyone loves me and would stand up for me...because the ones closest to me...they don't stand up for me. Its always my fault in some way and I'm the wrong one...
Its my poor perspective...its my incorrect way of thinking...its me being overly sensitive.
The more I do to raise my value...as in if I did not exist, maybe ppl would miss my presence because I do so much for them in their lives...then less valuable I feel in their lives. It's absolutely heart breaking. I feel so under-appreciated...
I cook...I clean...whatever they happen to mention they want, I go buy for them. Whatever is making them unhappy, I go fix for them. But if I'm unhappy...I'm just irritating to them.
Some times...I wonder if anyone loves me and would stand up for me...because the ones closest to me...they don't stand up for me. Its always my fault in some way and I'm the wrong one...
Its my poor perspective...its my incorrect way of thinking...its me being overly sensitive.