It is a tiresome burden. You get worn down, chewed up and left to ponder the depressing meaning of it all, especially when you try and meet your responsibilities but cannot see the end of the task. Many times I have contemplated running off into the wild and living like a bushman.
Yet...in a sense, it gives me a little bit of structure, a goal to achieve (knowingly or not) and a drive to face and conquer a new challenge. Without it, I feel a little lost, off track and unnecessary. Maybe it is the STJ in me.
The thing is I can see or derive a sense of responsibility from anything, doing the dishes to making sure my friends and family can rely on me.
I have found the trick to the burden of being responsible, is fighting the right battles, the right way, at the right time. That is a trick, that I learn and adapt to constantly.