What do you do when life becomes too muc? Nothing is ever right, or enough, or you do too much. Seems every fight is just another failure to add to your list. The things/people you love don\'t care. You reach out to those you love the most just to get more misunderstanding or fingers pointed at you like you just did something else wrong. I get tired of the constant fight for everything. I know it\'s not supposed to be laid out like an instruction manual, but goodness I need a break too! Why does everything have to be about my constant perserverance to do everything for everyone and not get some sort of gratification. I don\'t even get the satisfaction of knowing that I made someone else happy anymore. Probably for the simple fact that I don\'t. I\'m not a selfish person, but why cant for once someone just say \"Hey, you did good!\" Or \"THANK YOU!\" Life is supposed to be a test, but why is it that everyday its set up as another test they know you\'ll fail, or even make it so difficult that you couldn\'t pass even if by bending over backwards running on a treadmill. Why can\'t just one day of my life be gratifying. I live everyday waking up with the knowledge that its just another day for something to go wrong, no matter how hard I try to make it go right. What is so wrong with me that I can\'t be loved enough for someone to say \"Hey, I\'ll be there through thick and thin.\" I shouldn\'t have to be sad everyday, life is supposed to be an adventure, not a timeline of every mistake you\'ve made. When will enough be enough? When can I wake up knowing that that day is going to be a good day, and that I\'ll actually have a sense of accomplishment. When?!?!
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