I've reached a point where I've realized I want to talk, but not to anyone I know.I feel like the people I talk to drain me. Somehow, it always ends up about them. Whatever it is they are going through in life. Their divorces, their adultery, their unhappiness. You name it, I've heard a lot of it.

There are those that say its a wonderful quality to have. That people feel they can talk to me. That they can trust me. And maybe it is, for those who need to talk. But what happens when the listener, needs to talk? Where do you go? The people I listen to are not the people I would ever talk to. I dont know who I would ever trust with whats going on in my head. Or who I would trust enough, to let them convince me its all going to be OK.