We all go through it, you're not special.
I'm all for listening, really I am, I like to help people figure out what they need to do in a given situation. People often run to me when they seek advice, which is humbling at the least and I truly love the feeling I get when things go alright. What bothers me is when people think their issues are grander than everyone else's. That their heartbreak story beats everyone else's. That their lives should be immortalized or converted into a Nicholas Sparks novel because they deserve it. Like what? What makes you so goddamn special? Maybe it's the fact that I've given myself the liberty of helping these people out, or at the least, hearing them out but I'm just about sick and tired of hearing the same shit over and over again. Like how "he hurt her" but "she still loves him". I know relationships aren't easy and there are some troughs and peaks and corners to dodge, but why do you have to make those peaks seem like the rocky mountains? I ask myself over and over again, like "T, let them figure it out for themselves" but when the complaining starts right back up and I'm the person they keep on running to, well I can't hide anymore because I've opened the door in the first place.
It makes me sad to think that when these individuals need to work things out, that I'm the person they come up to, but they seldom ask me how I'm doing, how I'm feeling because their situation is priority right now. And those whom ask me how I'm doing don't really care, it's courtesy right? All they keep thinking about while I'm hashing out my business is what topic they will bring out next. Fucking vicious cycle, that's about right.
I guess this was my rant. I'll always end up being the kleenex they need when shit hits the fan but as soon as it becomes all rainbows and butterflies, I'm nowhere to be seen.
I guess that's what I got for studying psychology. Grrrreat.