I often times wish I had a friend. A true friend. One that would listen to me instead of just expect me to listen to them. I don't know how I always end up with friends who don't seem to want me to talk. They expect me to be a vessel for them to drop their problems on but once it becomes time to listen to me, they offer little advice or give me rough advice that does more harm than good. I'm so tired of having no one. It's lonely. It's depressing. I have so much going on in my life, sometimes a little compassion would go a long way. None of my choices are easy and to trivialize them hurts my feelings a great deal especially when you are calling yourself a close friend.
Enough of the pity party. I'll just let it go.
- A friend