"Its funny that you should use the word exist..."

The blame game is everywhere.
Those you trust, or have come to trust over time, suddenly change and thier finger is in your face, pointing out the errors that you have made, regardless of how old.

I wonder what I did, but there's no straight answer.
Suddenly I feel cold in my own home, unwelcome, distant from people I'd been laughing and talking with only weeks ago.

I paid for things. I helped out. I cooked and brought home dinner. I cleaned when it wasn't my job.

And yet I'm still at fault.

One accidental missed rent. Rides home from work and to the store.

Where
Where the hell does that outweigh?

Huh...