A nasty vent, reader beware

Somebody PLEASE please reveal to me the invisible to me tattoo on my head that says go ahead, treat me like crap, accuse me, blame me, have UNREALISTICALLY CRAZY expectations of me and then get pissed off when I actually have a life. GRRRR!!! Seems my entire life I have had a series of people who are crazy and project their craziness onto me and expect me to make it right and clean up their mess. Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me?? I am so furious right now there are flames coming out the top of my head. My hair is on fire!! My eyes are raging burning. Seriously. It's like I have a doubel life. One side of it is full to overflowing with amazing friends. More than I ever deserve. And family who are friends. Mutually supportive and loving people. We admire each other. Cheer each other on. Lift one another's arms when burdens get heavy. And then. Then. There are the energy vampires. Seems like I always have one hanging out in the wings. That kind of crazy person that you just love until they go seasonally NUTSO on me and all of a sudden in their sad and friendless world everything is MY FAULT. WHAT?? Sorry. Didn't get the rule book.
Give me the rule book and THEN you can accuse me of breaking the rules. What? You're making them up just now as you go along?? Does it make you feel better to make this my fault? Well you know what??? It's not okay. It is NOT. OKAY. NOT. Not okay. Not okay anymore. I always feel sorry for people who just don't quite have their mental issues and health together but then I get to the breaking point and I'm just like No. Don't pin this on me. Don't have this issue in any other realtionship. What about you?? Oh wait sorry. I'm your only friend. And now explain to me how that is my fault??? It's NOT. MY. FAULT.
Making new friends is hard. I hate it. Abhor it. But I do it. Because this is life. And frankly, in the last year, the new friends I HAVE made have revealed so much to me about me. Ugly things. Things I really needed to deal with. And I have dealt with. And they have helped me. Shudder to think who I would be without them now. Good relationships bring your crap to the surface. But why does some people's crap always end up on MY PANTS??? Wait. I don't wear pants. ha!!!
Now as a mama musing, i want to empower my littles to not take this kind of stuff off people. Deal with your issues. Get a counselor. Make friends. Over and over and over again. No, it's not fun. But it is what life is made of. It keeps you transparent, real, accountable. This is life.
I am simmering down now.
I feel better.
Thanks for listening...lucky for the crazy one Martha didn't blow.