So much work to do in a day. Seven classes, chores around the house, helping out my friends all the time, my actual paying job, etc. People ask me for help all the time, even people who don't know me that well. Just because I have a reputation for being able to help out others. For some reason, after they get their help, they fade away again like I never existed. Seems like I'm just a tool for help that they can use then chuck back into the corner of the closet and forget about. Even if I wanted to help them, sometimes I can't or sometimes I don't have time. I have so much work to do, I don't have time to do them all and actually still have something that resembles HAVING A LIFE.

When I see my friends feeling down or depressed, I put it upon myself to try and help.

Even though I probably don't ever actually help them.

I can't even help myself...