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***(possible triggers? Just want to be safe)

It's true, it seems like everyone in life that I hold dear has had a far worse life than I. I feel bad because here I am, complaining about my own problems when they are next to nothing to many others that I personaly know.

Many of my friends, if they do not have family issues that surpass my own, such as parents abandoning them, or neglecting them, then they were abused so heavely that it left both physical and mental scars as well. Whenever they vent out somehing bad that has happened to them in their life, or how crappy they are feeling, it's really hard for me because I cannot relate all that well and feel the need to say something, ANYTHING, to make them feel better.

I know, it's not always about advice, infact it hardly ever is. People want a good ear to litsen to their words, and a good shoulder to lean on, but sometimes it just feels like I fail at what I feel is one of my few purposes in life when I cannot do anything to help those who are suffering.

It's just that, every story people tell me, a part of it becomes my story as well, every pain a person feels, it becomes my pain as well. But...despite this I don't want people NOT to talk to me either. That would be the worst. I want to know what troubles the people that I care for- and if people start to withhold this information from me because they feel it to be a burden to me then I've failed because not only can I not help- I'm not even reliable enough to even litsen.

That was a bit of a rant, I put it here because I had no idea where else to put it, sorry.

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