I hate money. I hate having to spend it on me. I hate feeling that my loved ones get less because I have needs.
That's all I got at the moment, but it is not a little thing. Feeling like I am a burden and a drain is eating me up inside. I can't stop thinking about post-apocalyptic films I've seen, where the sick person just walks off into the wilderness rather than be continue to be a drain on the community's resources.
"As long as the child within is not allowed to become aware of what happened to him or her, a part of his or her emotional life will remain frozen . . . all appeals to love, solidarity, and compassion will be useless."
-- Alice Miller