Why the Fuck Am I Stupidly Nice

Every time I try to do something nice for you, you just take advantage of me. I buy something for myself and offer you a little, I barely get any. You ask if you can have the rest of it, I say no. I go to discover you very graciously left a full crumb before asking. Now you're sulking because I said no. You ask me to go get you more, it's soooo goood. It costs money, oh you'll give me the money. Why can't you just go fucking get it yourself. I waited months for that, it was a gift, we can't all blow our money all the time some of us actually worry about paying the bills. You just assume I'll make it work somehow. I thought you were supposed to be the older sister. Why am I babying you your entire life, when will you fucking grow up. When will you ever think about my fucking feelings. Why do I feel so much anxiety when I ask for the bare minimum of respect, or just because I said no. Why can't I be less anxious around you, why am I afraid of you. Why do you suck so much. When will I be able to move out; never probably because I can't save anything when I pay for everything. You're so happy that I'm the only person who would put your needs above your own, you told me so. I think I've failed myself. I hate you and I hate myself for hating you.

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Davi Home February 14, 2020 at 10:03 pm 1 0