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I'm currently one of the youngest enrolled students in MIT, I'm doing a doctorate early on, I've made a few hundred million in company takeovers and civil engineering consultancy. I have a wonderful fiance. I'm totally an absolutely in love with her, devoted to her. I have property in Iceland, two apartments in Cambridge, MA, expensive cars. I'm a relatively simple man, so is my fiance. I'm essentially set for life. I'm the sole male in a family of almost a dozen females. I'm considered a lone provider for my whole family. I have expectations from my jobs, from school. Sometimes I feel like I have no one to ask me how I'm doing. People want money, help, aid. My friend was attacked and permanently paralysed. I covered all of his bills, over a million dollars, and helped his family buy a 1 floor house. I didn't expect anything. I helped. I never said anything to anyone. I don't have a minute to breathe during the day. There's always something, or another. I just can't stand it anymore. I started talking to a girl, and we'd escape in eachother. It wasn't sexual, or romantic. It was just a release. We started falling for eachother, so I've lost her too. I feel so alone. I could never say these things to my fiance, because it would absolutely kill her. If it were just her and me, no more work or school, I'd not have these complaints. I can't abandon my coworkers, or my family, or my friends. I'd leave an irreplaceable void in their lives. The guilt of which would consume me. I want someone to take care of me. I want to snuggle back into her arms, and forget about my life. It'll never happen again, and it hurts me so. I suppose my issue is that I claim too much responsibility. If not me, who else?