I'm done.

After a week of aggravating jaw pain, very little sleep, and having to be sweet at all moments, I have snapped. I am done.

I need a few hours where I am not daughter, sister, or auntie. I need to get away from nagging, touching, and demanding.
I need to get away from what's mine is everyone elses for the taking.

I need to get away from annoying signs shoved in my face that read "We are never speaking to Auntie Susie again until she gives us punch." just because I invite Emma Kate have one of my sodas.

And if another person calls me ornery, crabby, grumpy, or tired, I may succumb to physical violence. I'm not crabby, I've just hit my patience quota.