I feel so invisible lately, like a ghost wandering around, stuck between this world and the next. I hand out everything that people want, I do my Stepford-wifely-duties, and I feel like nobody can see me at all, unless they need something from me. All I want at this moment is for someone to hold onto me tightly and acknowledge my existence, and appreciate me for simply being alive. I want to leave my mark somehow, leave something that people will look at and say, "She was here. She existed. I cared about that."