I am... unimportant.
I mean virtually nothing to anyone unless they need a service from me. No one really knows me. But no one really seems to want to either. It's heart breaking... and I'm heart broken a lot.
Some of my family members are apparently currently estranged at the moment. I had it "out" with my brother in June and we've not really spoken since. I've tried to reach out, but, as he would put it, "answering the phone (or texts or facebook comments) is a choice" and it's pretty obvious I'm not a choice to him. I tried to email his wife about something completely unrelated, and I get no response. None. Awesome. Thanks a lot.
I can't seem to find a place to fit in anywhere. I'm always just on the outside of things... I never feel like I'm wanted anywhere. No one appreciates the things I do, little or big. The only time things are noticed, is when they're not done.
I guess I'm just having some pms (poor me syndrome) lately. Not that I'd ever do it, but there are days I can see why people just give up and kill themselves. I'm sure I just feel a fraction of the pain they feel and I know I don't want to be here anymore half the time either. If only it wasn't so selfish... I don't know how to be selfish.
