Like I don’t feel like a real person. I have no hobbies or activities. I go to work. I come home and take care of my people. That’s it. I bet I could literally just sit and do nothing and not speak and no one would notice as long as I am making each meal at the right time or keeping the house clean. 

It’s too much and I’m overwhelmed. My house is a disaster that I can’t get on top of. I don’t think anyone really cares about me. I’m just useful to have around because trauma has made me a great “partner” because I will literally do anything the people I care about ask me to even if I don’t want to. 

I don’t want to play this game anymore. I just want to run away.