  I guess I'll be making cake by myself today. and eating it too. too bad I don't have cake mix or the ability to bake the cake. also too bad how two other people were supposed to help me with that. they said they'd come. oh... they'd "try" to come.
in this case "try" was not good enough. it rarely is. I wonder what excuses I will hear from them? they think it's ok to leave me by myself. alone. all the while my opinion of them decreases. you could say that they are good people... they are grand people... just not to me. it's ok for them to lie to me at times. it's ok for them to pretend to care. it's ok for them to use me. it's ok for them to avoid the truth and deal rather with illusions.
they are happier that way. I've served them well. Have I not? surely, they have exploited me until I don't know who I talk about when I refer to "myself". but they gained some sense of fulfillment in the process. and w/o me... they still have lives of their own. which they would gladly turn to. What am I left with? empty spaces and a cold unfeeling heart. I turned out well. wow. I'm just like they are. 
