I dish out what was served to me. I think it can't even be anyhow else because where was I supposed to learn to be there for someone in crisis when nobody was there for me when I needed it? And of course there's still resentment that makes it hard to even fake deeper kind of caring. Sure enough I'm going to be the bad guy again. If...so be it.

I've felt this with my parents and grandparent. I hate to say it but when each of them passed it was a bit of a relief.

Can relate

Yeah, it can get ugly. Remember, a leopard never changes its spots. It’s safer to detach.

You've just always been the better person.

Yeah it's funny how that works out...well not "ha ha" funny.

I feel this. I have mine living me, constant mind fuck.