Really need to start standing up for myself. Don’t want to hear your never-ending problems. Don’t want to hear this or that. Maybe just once I’d like you to listen to me. But, no… it just turns around and I “listen.” Or told someone, they, he, she, it has it worse. I don’t care about that. Just listen to me. Just once.
I had a mutual listener, once. They left me on the side of the road. Cold, wet, laying in a ditch. I wish they’d drive by and throw me some scraps.
Actually, don’t bother. I’ll be fine.