I didn’t sleep last night. I feel horrible and I’m in a bad mood. I don’t want to come stay the night with you tonight and help you tomorrow. I just want to stay home and in bed, and hope to feel like a normal human being by tomorrow. But I can’t back out because we’ve been planning this for weeks. And as we all know, if I feel like crap it doesn’t matter… I’m still expected to be there for everyone else. If I dare to open my mouth and complain that I don’t feel well or I want to do this or that, everyone gets pissed at me.

I guess I’ve been a doormat for so long that’s what everyone has come to expect.