Not Everyone Will Help Because Not Everyone Is Able

I see it now. I understand what I did wrong... 

I shouldn't have ever come to you. Of all the people I thought I could count on there, why in the world did I think it would be you?

Sure, in theory it should have been that way, and I would admit that in the past there had been a few good conversations with at least one of you. But the two of you together? Puh-leeze… what was I thinking?

The issues I was dealing with - the issues I have continually dealt with since I was self-actualizing enough to recognize an issue - were too close to home for you. Literally. They were in your home. Or at least they had been at one point. Who does that? I mean, would you take your car to a repair guy who drove around in a car that was always breaking down?

In my defense, I did temporarily forget that they had cars that were always breaking down. I didn't actually remember until the whole thing was over and I walked out and it was like one of those moments in cartoons where the lightbulb switches on over your head.

Even so, I'm really disappointed in the fact that they couldn't divorce themselves from their own situations enough to be able to impartially address my stuff. Then again, they weren't real counselors. Flip side, though, there wasn't even any references to the Bible! They just said what I would have heard at home. They said what they would have said at home. It didn't matter that I wanted to die. It didn't matter that I was broken and crying every day. Or even that I cried there in front of them.

It didn't matter.

I didn't matter.

"Snap out of it" was the consensus. It's what they had said/were saying in regard to their own problems, so it's the solution they were selling to me.

Yeah, I see what I did wrong. I won't ever do that again.

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