I know youre one of my friends and I know you have your own problems, but can we dial back on making it all about you?
Every morning I wake up and my phone is blown up with you venting. You expect me to be your théràpìst, but I'm struggling too. Don't you see that? And when I vent to you, all you tell me is "It's going to be fine." or you bring God into the situation. Don't get me wrong, I'm a Christian and I love God, but maybe I don't want him to be your go-to for comforting me.