ATM-er

Congratulations, you are ATM-er — the world's most quietly exploited resource. Plot twist: you don't actually 'give money'. You give time, energy, patience, and the quiet evening you were supposed to have for yourself. Friends insert their anxieties into you and out comes 'Don't worry, I got you'. Coworkers insert deadlines and out comes 'Sure, I'll cover it'. You are an old, battered, weirdly indestructible ATM that everyone in your life uses for emotional withdrawals — and somehow you never run out of cash. Late at night, looking at the metaphorical receipt, you sigh: 'this damn responsibility complex of mine has nowhere to live.'