 I've never thought about it. Or I've always been doing for everyone else for so long that I never pause to think about myself. And other people just take me for granted. I'm always doing for others, and I just feel like a doormat in life. Now, they want their happiness. They want not to go through life putting on that fake smile, pretending that they're happy, and genuinely feeling tortured inside. They don't want sacrifice. They want to live their lives.