This rant is about the fact that when you're in need you come to me to vent because I am always here. I have been working hard to make sure that I am there for others how I would want them here for me. So you vent to me, I chat with you, you feel better about things, everything's okay. However when I come to you to do the same thing, to vent, chat, and you help me feel better, you tell me to go get help. Or you tell me to just get over it. Or you tell me that if I don't do it the way you want me to, then I am beyond anyone's help. Or you just never reply or talk to me at all. So thanks, thanks for proving the Anxiety voice right in that most people don't want to be my friend, they want to use me for my empathy. Thanks for proving the Anxiety voice right in that when I am of no use to anyone, I don't exist to them. Also, if you paid any attention to what my vent has been about when I talk to you, it's about the fact that I have no one to hang out with and ...