Being "Owned"
I hate anything that stagnates.  The only things that deserve to linger are those that entertain or amuse, or have some enhancing qualities to their existence.  Anything else (especially unpleasant) is only Sisyphean if they hang around indefinitely.

That's why I don't like it any time I need help from someone else.  That other party always seems to assume you "sold yourself to them willingly" anytime you ask them for their assistance or need their services.

And, sure enough, invariably, they assume license to "take over the rest of your life", and you find yourself constantly "on THEIR time", to the point where you find you don't have the time to tend to your other needs and pleasures.

Everyone does this: relatives, businesses, clinics, agencies, any charity you may have volunteered for, your employer---and so forth.

We're all "just one person".  We can't know everything, or have aptitude for all tasks, jobs and professions.  We're forced to co-depend at certain points in our life.
But to do so seems to envelop "giving ourselves away to another".