ive always been independent. Not always through choice. There are many things I do myself because it’s easier to just get on with it than ask DH or family or colleagues and have them forget, fuss, delay. But sometimes I feel this has led to me being taken for granted. Whether I’ll manage or cope is never a concern. Because I will. It’s fraying. I am very British in just keeping calm and carrying on. Fussing little. Complaining little. And forgotten, taken for granted. The chair people sit in. Has anyone else felt similar? strength and independence sometimes mean you are just left to carry on. A lot of giving in your part but little getting. Or so it seems.