You give, and give, and give and give until you have nothing to give. A little appreciation and extra time for you would be nice. But it's sad when nobody even asks if you don't feel like jumping off the 19th floor veranda of your condo. It's different when everyone else is happy, you are forgotten, until the next time that they need you again so that they can be happy and feel good about themselves.
But what about me?
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