I wish I knew where this was coming from, then I could stop it. Or at least catch it and put it away in the corners of my mind.

So much anger, so much resentment. I don't know where to channel it and I eventually end up pushing people away. I want you to know but I want not for your sympathy.

I've walked many years in these shoes and they have given me the heart and strength to achieve all that I have. But they are beginning to hurt and the wounds are starting to show.

I am 23 and already I feel jaded and saddled with responsibilities. Something just isn't right with this picture.

As selfish and petulant as this sounds, I just want to be taken care of without need for worry, just for once.