I have nothing to give anymore.

In trying to love others, I gave bits of myself.

I was underestimated and used, then tossed aside.

But to me it felt like what I should do...

Do you not give honesty, loyalty and care to the ones you cherish? Do you not make them things, pamper them sometimes and help them when they're struggling? When you love someone, don't you want the best for them?

All that didn't matter like I thought it did. Even through physical pain, mental anguish, loss and illness it didn't matter. They took and took.

Now there's nothing left of me but to be the one to blame.

In my heart, from my perspective, that is bullshit.

I have no energy or desire to let anyone close enough to take again. Even when you meet a person who seems generous and authentic, the performance doesn't last.