I think...I am done.

I think I have finally seen the writing on the wall and I am done being nice. I routinely go out of my way for the people in my life and they repay me by treating me like I was SUPPOSED to help them anyway so why should they say Thank You? Or return the favor?

When I say I am not feeling well, I have a 101 fever and can't sleep. I get: Wah. Boo Hoo.

Someone else in my family can say: Oh no, I think I forgot to unplug the iron and it may have scorched the ironing board cover. And they get: OMG! I hate when I do that, try cleaning it with...or wow you are so lucky you didn't burn anything, how scary.

It was reinforced in spades the last two days how little my well being means to most of the people I know. Over-reacting? Not really. I have a list of examples that I won't share because I don't want to offend anyone. But suffice to say, I am done. DONE. Don't ask me for anything, I am gonna be as selfish as I want to be, if I can. Might take me a while to learn not to put everyone else ahead of me but hey...why the hell not learn? No one else feels badly about not being there for others so why should I?

I am done with the tears. I am done being invisible unless someone needs something. I am just done.

This is NOT a cry for attention. It's a resolution. Good Bye, old Nett. I probably will miss you but not that much since I will be all about myself.