amaya - Let the punishment fit the crime.

Let the punishment fit the crime.

May. 8th, 2007 | 12:04 pm

Current Mood:

anxious

I don't understand what I'm doing wrong now.

I spend most of my life these days working so that other people can be happy, so that accomplishments I see no reward for are completed to the satisfaction of others, accomplishments I rarely asked for, wanted or even seemed to accept.

And yet I get to made feel like a mega witch all the time and I don't know why.

I'm sorry I needed a flatmate
I'm sorry you can't control your own workload
I'm sorry I was lonely and you introduced him to me
I'm sorry you chose the wrong promoter
I'm sorry my company sent me here

I didn't make any of these choices, so why am I suffering for them?

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