What's Love Got to Do With It?

I am so tired of never having an up day. I don't sleep even when I take heavy sleeping pills, I have the flu, and I am so damn tired of never being understood. Everyone has a piss poor fucking attitude around here. I feel like I have absolutely no privacy or space. We don't even have our room set up right now so I literally have no where to go to get away from it all. All my husband does is play video games and run away from anything of importance. Some of the people we live with just slam doors and run away so they don't have to be around everything. I'm tired of being alone in my mind. No one will take time to sit and talk with me or even just spend time with me. Everyone is so pissed off and stressed out about their own shit. How am I supposed to feel safe, taken care of, understood, calm, when everyone avoids it. I NEED SOMEONE. I really wish my husband would take the time and try and understand but all he does is say he is doing the best he can and if I loved him I wouldn't be like this. That he is beginning to think I don't feel for him. How am I supposed to step back and only think of taking care of myself if I have to sit here and worry about everyone else and the shit they are doing. It is so hard to adjust to anything will all of these stresses. 

I am used to having my own house, my own space, my own room, my own food, my own life. I feel like I have nothing anymore. I wish someone understood or would just truly take the time to understand. I don't know what everyone expects from me anymore. I am still drowning still fighting. I'm tired of being surround by people, I am tired of being so mentally lonely. I am tired of fighting with myself. I am still so overwhelmed. FUCK! Everyone makes me feel like I have completely burdened their lives. Like I am so damn hard to be around. I feel like I am going to explode. I just need someone to take care of me. I guess I am on my own. I hope I learn fast before I slip faster.