I guess since I had a good day yesterday, I'm doomed to have a bad one today. I've been in a bad mood since I woke up this morning. I don't understand what's wrong...well, I guess I know what's wrong. It's just something that's been a problem for the past few years, and it's something that's never going to away. It's because of a stupid mistake that my parents made a few years ago. It's because of the mistakes that they're making now. It's because they don't know how to take care of themselves without me holding their hand. I know I've probably written about this more times than anything else on this blog, and it doesn't seem like it should be something new, but I feel like everytime they ask me to do something that's totally unfair to me, it's another brick on my shoulders, and it's becoming unbarable. Sometimes I really have to wonder why we have to go through this. And I want to be the stronger person and say, "well, it's life experience" or "what doesn't kill me makes me stronger" or "at least I'm able to help," but how much longer can I take it before I completely lose it? Will I lose it?