be appreciated

When I do nice things for my family and friends, I do not expect to have a day named after me, a parade in my honor, or a street named after me. I do, however, expect a thank you. That’s all, a thank you. Okay, maybe not even a thank you, but how about niceness returned? By nature I am a very nuturing, catering person, which is fine when it is returned. I can’t keep giving and giving because I will end up with nothing left to give. My ex came over to see the kids last night, and I had ordered a pizza. Him-Why don’t you bring me a piece of pizza? Me-Why don’t you get up and get it? Him-My back hurts, why don’t you give me a massage? (I’m a massage therapist) Me-My back hurts, why don’t you give me a massage? Him-I’m thirsty, why don’t you get me something to drink? Me-I’m thirsty, too. Why don’t you get me something to drink? This might not be a big deal to most people, but I totally went against the grain, because normally my nurturing, kind self would have done all the things asked of me, all while not even being appreciated for doing them. It’s like it’s expected of me. I have expectations, too. #1 expectation-BE APPRECIATED!