I’m tired of being sad. I’m tired of not having my emotions taken seriously. I’m tired of being there for everyone else and giving full on advice and just helping all the damn time. Oh you’re coming to me about your miscarriage? Here let me take your pain away and talk you through it, and make sure you’re straight? Oh, a family member just passed away? I’m so sorry, I’ll give you a hug and continue to check on you- hold your hand and tell you it’s gonna be okay, because I’m here for you. Oh your boyfriends abusive? Here let me tell you ways of how to get out of that kind of relationship and make sure you’re good. But god forbid Zaria to go to anyone it’s always,”Oh I’m sorry.” Lmao that’s it. Like thanks that helped SO much; you’re a BIG help. 🙄😞 I’m tired of the dryness of help people “try” to give me. Don’t ask me what’s fucking wrong when you’re just gonna be dry as hell about the situation like stop. Just everyone stop coming to me about anything because I’m tired of no one being there for me- I’m tired of y’all coming off as if you really don’t care, and if you don’t then that’s fine! But don’t act like you do, I need someone who really cares. This shit is dead. Everybody wanna blow up my phone and vent to me? That’s not the issue, it’s that those same people don’t help me when I need them. And that’s fucked up.