Niced Out

Maybe I have niced out. Maybe I have reached the limit of human patience and tolerance. Maybe I am rebounding from putting myself and my wants and needs last, and now I just want everyone to understand that I dont care what the **** they want anymore because I always was careful to always do whatever they wanted before and what did I get from it? A screwed up life...used...not appreciated. I appreciated myself, but I didn't know that other people wouldn't feel the same. So now I know and now I have learned how this game is played.

I know this sounds like one of those stories about women who think they have just done so much for everyone around them and just need a break; that's not what this story is. This story is about a personality change...assuming I don't start being the way I was again...I dont want to, that's for sure. I don't want to put up with what I don't want to put up with. Anyone who cares about me should be able to understand and support that simple desire.
shannonymous shannonymous
18-21, F
Jan 10, 2013