I feel trapped, repressed, used, unappreciated, lost, found, ignored and overwhelmed all in a days time. My out is the camera which does not talk back or have issues out of my control, It cannot take without asking, control me, live in the past or not care at all. I love who I am if I lived all alone, I need nothing from anyone and hate that I can't accept gifts of affection. In another life things will be different, I have to make my mark here before I can leave.