Does anyone else ever feel like you spend your entire life giving everything you have to everyone else — your children, your ailing parents, even that one person you chose to be with — only to realize you’re completely alone when it’s *your* turn to need someone? I’m thousands of miles from home while my own father recovers from a major surgery, and it’s a physical ache, this helpless feeling, knowing I’m stuck here. Am I the only one who thinks we're all just… pretending we don't feel utterly used up, sometimes?