I'm breaking up with my life.

Well HERES the problem.
I've figgured out yet another problem that I have. I haven't been feeling bad lately because of myself. I've been feeling bad for others. Because others make me feel like their problems are my problems. And in large part, it's because I let them.
Well, that's the end of it. I'm tired of feeling like I somehow inconvenience everyone around me for living my life. I'm tired of people getting upset at me for wanting to fix my fucking broken down house, and get my life in order. I'm especially tired of it because I'm not the only one with responsibilities in the matter, though I'm pretty much the only one doing anything about it.

I'm also tired of people making selfish choices that fuck up my life, both with them, and in general. The proverbial flack that is the backlash washing away from the explosion that was caused when certain people decided to selfishly put themselves in certain situations with me, despite very clear, honest communication, is something that has been digging in under my skin for far too long.

The whirlwind that I have to reap just to stay in a relationship that I never called down the thunder for just doesn't make sense. Not only do I constantly have to try to please, and keep up, and extend my hand, but then the circumstances are reversed, as I'm told I don't do any of it enough.

ITS OVER. ALL OF IT. I am not cutting off, but I am saying NO. If you want to be my friend, then you deserve my respect. But if you want to be my friend? You have to give me the respect as well.
I don't give you shit. I don't get impatient. I don't snap or make passive aggressive comments or lose my patience. Don't do it to me, because I don't do it to you. And if you expect something of me, youd better DAMN well be ready to give it back in a second. Because THAT, mother fuckers, is what friendship is about.

It's called Reciprocity. Learn it, so I don't have to keep hurting myself for you. Because it's over.