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Nobody seems to care and yet I’m always the person who welcomes them with open arms, listens to every ‘crisis’ or stupid story they have to tell. I’m the shoulder they could cry on I’m the ears that will listen and try to help, but now, now I’m tired. Don’t get me wrong I will be there for my friends any time of day/night.. However..Can the tables turn for once or is this a story of a fool giving away all his food and self?