Superheroes How is it that whenever my #life is going fine and dandy , no one wants to be around me? Is it that BECAUSE everything is going alright, that everyone figures that I do not need anyone. And they think "oh she's fine. Let's leave her alone". Yet when my #life falls into shambles and I've been torn apart from the inner workings and kinks of my brain down to the disgusting innards of my body being shredded and thrown on the floor for everyone to see--everyone comes back. Acting as if they are some hero swooping down to my rescue. Where was everyone, when I was breaking in the first place? Do you enjoy watching me suffer. You enjoy watching me suffer. And think when you have come to my aid that I will be entirely in your debt. So YOU can feel good about yourself. So YOU can be the "good" guy. Why do you only come when I am being destroyed, rather than coming when I'm about to be. Am I not worth saving? It isn't saving when I'm already dead. I guess I am not worth saving.