Doormats

I am, was, and will always be a doormat.

I can't change that facet of my personality, no matter how hard I try to stick up for myself, when it comes down to it, I can't.

There are too many things that just need to get done, and who's gonna do them if not me?

Right now, I am sitting here covered in frustration and anger, yet still I trudge on. My legs ache, my body aches, and I just can't say no.

I'm not a danger to myself, nor am I overworking myself, but I am overworked. I do too much with too little time and my focus is all wrong.

My roommates are the biggest source of my frustration right now. To be honest, I always want to wish a lot of evil upon them, but I don't because I truly don't want that. I just don't want to be angry when I come home. I just don't want to be angry.

So if you choose to step on me, know that I will be stepped on, for retaliation and passive aggressiveness are not my in my books. But I will not stay under your thumb forever; things will happen.

The measure you give will be the measure you get back.