I failed at taking care of myself.

Food, company, my relationships are deteriorating again, people are trying to help and save me, change me instead of just love me. People telling me what to do, me allowing anyone to touch me or require my attention. I kind of ask for it. I see how I place myself. I'm this small person that can fit anywhere, can eat anything given, etc.
I'm failing to prioritize myself, I feel very weak. I can't wait to leave again. That's so sad. Travel can be like that.