I don't need to be taken care of. I don't need someone to pull up a chair, to open a door. I don't need someone to pay my bills and buy me just because presents. I don't need the additional burden, then invasion of privacy. I don't need the smothering and phone calls. I don't need to be treated like porcelain.
I just don't want to be alone.
Because not knowing the sadness, the pining, the yearning, the disappointment, the need, the helplessness also means not knowing the joy, the fulfillment, the excitement, the rush through your head, your heart.
I'm tired of playing second fiddle to be honest. I want to be selfish and give 100% and get 150%, because that is exactly how tired I am.
But none of you can understand that.