It's such a drag how every time I think things are looking up, I fall right back down. Everything is always on me. The pressure & anxiety are getting to be too much.

And I know it's not me. I work really hard, and do a damn good job at it. It's like I'm being taken advantage of.

I hate how people just take my help for granted. How others can just sit around and watch me do everything while staring at a screen all day, and not even feel remotely guilty.

…How anyone can think it's okay to live with someone else and just mooch off of them the entire time.

I think I'm just meant to be cursed like this. It's starting to feel like this reality for me is intentional and inevitable. I'm starting to really want to just live alone.