Stress, the silent killer indeed. You take what you want, you take what you need. I love you people so I give what I got. From my food to my time, to long talks that in the mood for I am not. I am a counsler, a mom, a sitter, often a cook,  definitely a maid, a ATM and at times I feel a slave. Asking for help is like pulling teeth, talking about my own issues? Those I work out in my dreams while I sleep. And sleep? Sleep, sleep is good. Losing desire for nothing but workouts, water and bed... But please pay me no mind, lets concentrate on you instead. Continue to heap upon me your problems until they choke me dead.