I find it so entirely ironic when someone tells you that they are “there for you whenever you need them,” and then once you make a mistake or want to talk to them about your problems, they bombard you with accusations. They insinuate that they think you’re stupid, that you’re ignorant, or that your mistake is so shameful that it is so unbelievable that you even committed it.

Last time I checked, “being there” included understanding, not accusing.

Listening, not judging.

I came to you because I needed someone to talk to, not to stand before a fucking jury.