I don't understand it. What did I do in life that was so bad? I have always been responsible. I help everybody as much as I can. I don't judge other people. I put my family's needs ahead of mine. I have even literally put my life on the line for others.
But no matter how hard I try I am still just some freak to my family. I get called names, belittled, and sometimes treated like dirt.
I haveseen other people do much worse. When problems happen I am the first to get called. Because I am the responsible one, or so they say. They say they love me, untill....
I just don't understand. My sister says I need help. Yet I know what will happen. Even if I go. They won't go. I know that this will be part of the process. Do they think that the doctor will have some kind of miracle drug that will cure me of my awfull disease? There is really no use in me going if I don't want to change.
What did I do wrong?