Why, then, did I always feel as if his happiness was my responsibility? It wasn't fair for him to burden me with that. It had never been fair.

Melanie Benjamin
Why, then, did I always feel as if his happiness...
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Looking back on the time we spent together, I realize that I was always trying to take care of him. I didn't ask for this. He should have been able to take care of himself. But he never did. He needed me and I was only happy when I knew he was happy.

Source: Alice I Have Been

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