I used to be "on call". Any time you "suddenly" needed me, I was there.
I used to think I was making things better for you by "fixing" them.
I used to use you to make myself feel useful.
It feels great to be needed?
I like being seen as a "great" and "caring" person. I do not like how tapped out I feel as a result.
I do not like how I couldn't claim the time or energy I needed as safely my own.
Each time I put my life and my plans on hold to accommodate you, I was quieting my voice. Each time I ran to rescue you, I was abusing my creative energy by allowing you to dine freely on my time, talent and energy.
And it made me angry - at you - but mostly at myself.