It’s sad when people have to wrap themselves up in one person. I can’t be everything to everybody. When you don’t have anyone else to turn to but me, it makes it hard. You want me to do what others didn’t do in the past. You expect me to make you something that I’m not sure even you want to really be. It’s always been a battle. I’m always supporting, encouraging and doing, but it never seems to be enough. I’ve given you gifts to let you know I care? When was the last time you gave me one? I’m here for you to talk to and listen. But you can’t do that in return for me because you always want to give me your advice. At some point you should know what it takes to be a friend and more. Maybe you really don’t want to get it or your just to selfish and you want everyone to feel bad for you. At the end of the day you should enjoy life no matter what, because I am. I can’t make you who you want to be, I’m working on me. When you have someone you come last not first all the time. Just ranting needed to get somethings off my chest.