So many plans have to be changed, none of which are in my favour. I'm not even given a fair choice. It is like choosing between being killed and robbed. I do not get a say. Not only that, but it seems that there are many out there who enjoy having something done repeatedly - having someone do the job just to have it redone in a similar way.
Why am I always the cause of all trouble even if I do not do anything? I've tried every way and everything that I could think of. Even all is not sufficient. I wish an end would come soon. I cannot take it much longer living such days. Can't everyone just be happy for a day? Maybe it's because of my presence that people are unhappy.
