Every day it's something new, but it's the same old thing. Different
acts of the same behavior. Different excuses for the same attitude.
Promises of change, but no proof.
I've run out of ideas. I don't have the energy to even think about it
any more. I'm losing the will to try to be nice about it. What does
that leave me? I have a responsibility but no desire. I'm beginning to
wonder if there's any point in taking responsibility for someone who
takes none of their own. I spend more time annoyed than enjoyed. No one