Feeling the gravity of time now, pulling me in and down and so sick of having topics I cant talk about with people who are meant to be supportive. Those family and friends who claim to be "always there" but falter the moment you bring up a topic they cant quite grasp, or they have no answer for. Sometimes venting is just venting, not crying out for help. A willing ear is all it ever takes for that, but there's too many unwilling.
