Peanut Butter, No Jelly.

The longer I live the more I see the flaws in my ultimate plan to better me. I look around and all these priorities that surround me all of a sudden feel unimportant. I've always had a bad habit of always trying to help everyone, but why do I feel like an option. It seems that over time I've managed to spread myself so thin that by the time I get to me there nothing really there worth enjoying. How do you fix a something that's been broken from the beginning. I think at this point it's time to trade in the flawed merchandise and invest in what's really important. ME.........! After all, who likes peanut butter sandwiches without the jelly...! lollollollol..