I’m tired of hearing about everyone else’s problems. I really am. They don’t care or listen to mine, why should I be sympathetic to them. Why do the car, they don’t it’s all an act. An act so in the end you can end up looking miserable and they can laugh and say “I told you so”. That is the reality of people. I don’t want to hear you complain about yourself. I’m a nice person and I listen to you and help you through your problems. But when I ask for a shoulder to cry on I am left…alone. It’s not fair that I get treated like this and I am expected to act fine and tell everyone I’m okay and that I am here for them. It’s my turn to be helped. I never get support for the tough times I go through all I get is a simple “it will get better”. I’ve been waiting for it to get better for 14 years. It hasn’t gotten better. Maybe one day I will do something reckless and you will wish you listened to me. Maybe you will wish you would have listened. It will be too late by then. Maybe it already is and you just can’t tell