I'm tired, but I can't sleep. I'm hungry (like starving) but I can't bring myself to eat. I'm lonely, but refuse to keep company. Most seem to take their debt in stride, or push it out of their mind, mine is crushing me (physically, mentally, and emotionally) I need a conversation, badly, but I only get people coming to me with that need (that expectation), without reciprocation. I'm tired of being pariah, scapegoat, and an emotional dumpster, who's only purposes is to take the pain from others. I pray I'll be forgiven my sins, but prepare for the inevitability that I won't. And I've suffered, in silence, until today.
Thank you so much for the thread, I needed that.