Roped. Wrapped.

Why must everything, well almost, be linked to me. Why must everything be like i am the last resort and i have to pretend as if there is an S sign over my boobies. Why seek help and hope from me like i am almost the world or sth. Why must in the end i feel that i am the cause of it and i am the one to be blamed for. Why must it all come back to me and fall on me. I didnt even do anything!