Who wants to play with the sick girl?

Being sick has created a new me. This new girl is emotionally needy, she cries a lot and feels alone. She isn't as fun and can't stay up late. She demands more and gives less. She can't clean her closet and practice guitar in the same day. She is self-centered and mean.

I don't want to accept her because I don't think she'll be around forever. But I feel terrible about inflicting her on others. No one wants to play with the sick girl, the sick girl is a burden. This is not self-pity, it's like a petite version of self-loathing. If I don't like who I am right now, how can I expect you to?