What is supposed to be a safe space, why should I feel more comfortable expressing myself to a stranger, I have to act like the things I go through don’t affect me when speaking to a loved one, no one wants to listen, they just tell you someone has it worse, or how they would handle it if they were going through it, why do I have to pay someone to have an unbiased opinion, why can’t I cry in someone I care about arms, why when you know I got you has me questioning if you got me, why do I always get talked over when I express how I feel, why do I always have to take the blame when you’re the one who did me wrong, why does everyone act surprised when I can’t take any more after my sponge soaked up all y’all’s issues, when did it become cool to use my compassion as a scapegoat,