moot point.

i've finally just about had it. i'm 37, so i guess it's about time. tired of being a "yes-woman." so i finally said no.
i won't say it felt great, but it didn't feel bad, either.
after feeling very un-appreciated in a slapped-in-the-face kind of way, i separated myself from some folks. and only after doing so did i realize just how much their presence in my life had drained me. they were work. real work. i guess i didn't realize just how much i was doing for them until it became so blaringly obvious how little gratitude they had for my efforts. and how much they had come to expect my service, as though they had some sort of right to it. and how utterly shocked they were that i would dare say, "enough."
i'm no psychologist, but if you have to be reminded to be a decent, thankful, and appreciative person, then i'd say you've got issues.
actually, it kind of did feel great. buh-bye.