Why Should I Worry? Why Should I Care?

It's official. I am sick of people hounding me with their problems. I am now able to place electrical appliances next to my head, as I shall hold a shoulder to cry on no more.

Now I know you're probably thinking that I'm being ignorant, heartless or self-absorbed or possibly all of the above. Well think again. I've given advice to many of my friends since a young age and I have been happy when my guidance works out for them - happy not only for the party involved, but also for myself. I have listened to my peers when they have experienced hardship and pain through various causes. But now, enough is enough and this is why.

It started off well; I'd offer advice to friends if they so requested and I'd hope that my advice would prove useful to them. Then it was my turn. Asking one of these peers for advice myself or simply confiding in them with a problem, I would often (and from one person in particular - ALWAYS) get an "Ah stop worrying" or a slow, declining "Ah right..." trail-off.

And that's just the start of it.

To some people, I became a sympathetic earpiece to their issue-laden mouthpiece and, unfortunately, I got taken for granted and made advantage of. You realise that people are doing this when you notice that they only communicate with you in order to moan about how unfair their parents have been or something else as trivial. And some of these conversations were too laughable to be genuine, when often the person was obviously in the wrong and was too stubborn to admit this to themselves or accept it when I politely stated the obvious.

So there we are. No more advice!

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But I really do enjoy making people happy...

Song in the title:
Why Should I Worry by Billy Joel (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DbHZZbDY8-M)