A friend just called me really needing to talk.  And I didn’t think I’d be the one to be called.  It was so nice, and though I feel like I wasn’t much help, I know how nice it is to have someone listen and try their damndest to understand.

It’s also weird to let someone else make you cry.  You just want to help and understand so badly.  I honestly measure myself against [redacted], and find myself wanting.