I’m just… tired of bending-over backwards and not getting any credit I guess.

This is the part where I start thinking mostly only of myself.

I’m tired of trying to keep everyone happy, making sure everyone is always included.

The way I see it, someone always has to be the one who makes sure everything is in balance, everyone is happy, and that person knows that none of the other people can see it.

The thing is usually that person isn’t happy, or can’t stay happy for very long.

And what if that person decides to stop? Then some people fall, some people start to… feel hurt. Left out. Unloved. Whatever.

The person sees it. The person wants to scream in the other person’s face that they saw it coming, they saw what you were going to feel before you felt it, and while you were feeling it.

But that person doesn’t. The person usually ends up smoothing out cracks. Going back to the job that they swore they had stopped.

And it goes on and on… until that person goes insane. Or something.