It seems like so long since anything in my life has been that way.
I don't think anyone, except possibly whatsisname, cares when I get tired. Life seems to be one long round of expectations and withheld affection. I'm not depressed or moaning n' groaning, I'm just stating a fact. It's always been the case that people are usually too wrapped up in Themselves, sometimes in Other People more important to them, to bother thinking of me.