Church… Family… The very people who maybe need to put little old me, somewhere on their list of things of people to care about… Just once in a while…
You’ve spent your entire life caring about other people’s feelings…
At massive cost to yourself…
I often feel humiliated…
My smiles cover deep hurt…
Are my own needs irrelevant?
What about my wishes for my own future? Am I not important to anyone other than what they can grab from me?
Why do things for me have to be justified, whereas for other people’s… Well, you know what I mean…
I know life’s not particularly fair, but, sometimes I wonder…
Why don’t people want me anymore?
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