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I don’t know why.

I don’t know why I can’t just be happy and trust that when someone says they will do something, they’ll do it on their own time.  Have I gotten so used to taking care of people that I automatically assume their problems and they become my own, even when there’s no reason for it?

Maybe I should just be on my own.