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My friends think that their problems are bad…at least they have someone to vent to… at least they don’t have to pretend everything’s perfect….

i’m the friend who always goes to help people the moment they vent and stay and do everything i can, but it takes me hours of yelling for help and crying to even get an “are you ok?”

Im also sped:)

put a finger down if: you're the therapist friend and one day check up on someone bc they've been avoiding you for weeks and really you just wanna chat with someone bc all your friends hate you at the moment, but when you ask that one friend "how are you?" they respond with "i hurt myself today", so you call and talk, and try to convince them not to off themselves, and after two-three-four hours they are better, and right when you are leaving they confess what made them hurt so badly is that they thought you said "i used to have a heart for you" when really what you said was "this wouldn't be that hard for you" in a really sweet tone bc you realized they felt uncomfy so you were trying to show them that they were not forgotten, but they misheard you, which almost ended their life, and you feel even worse bc all your other friendships are crumbling bc of something you did wrong and you have no one to talk to. so you don't have the pov that nothing was really your fault, bc how could you have changes the way they heard you? so now you, yourself hate yourself, and think dark thoughts, and think that the world is better without you. no-? no one else, great, lovely even... don't worry, i realize now that i couldn't help what happened, but it still hurts... they didn't even stop to think that that was something i would never say to anyone... me and that person don't talk, they still act like my friend in public, but don't respond to my texts, and i'm pretty sure they are still mad at me bc they have gone out of their way to call me out infront on big crowds BY NAME i'm honestly ready to make up, but i can't, because they refuse to say what they did could have been toxic, or even apologize for being a bully to me in public... idk what to do, i don't really want to bring it up to my other friends, bc i'm supposed to be the friend that's okay... so i tell a bunch of people who might understand what it's like to be the therapist friend

I just don't know how they know I need attention 😮‍💨

i love this playlist omg 💕underrated fr

⋆｡‧˚ʚ kinda venting so skip this if you don't wanna read ɞ˚‧｡⋆ I've never commented on stuff (like i made a yt channel for this lmao) and this was posted 2 years ago but this just hit me like a truck? I've always have been the therapist friend, always there for people. I dunno how many people I've talked out of suicide or how many people i've had to counsel like I'm a magnet for this stuff. When I finally got the courage to tell someone, the main thing I got away from that was "Try to be more apathetic." and so I did. Now I feel terrible for not being able to completely empathize and sympathize with the people I therapist friend. The person I told, I think I'm their therapist friend too. After I told them, they just now act like all of their problems aren't worth care or attention and I think I ruined them? I dunno but I messed up a lot. I wish I never told them. A shower thought I have is that being a therapist friend isn't ever going to be a normal friendship like I wish it'll be. I keep waiting for the day they'll care, or at least become better at pretending to care, but it won't ever happen. It's not a friendship, it's not someone you can talk to about the fact you found a spider in your room or someone who you can go buy random stuff at the grocery store with because they don't care about you. They care about their problems and about themselves? It's like a business exchange? idk lmao this sounds like I'm just calling them all self absorbed. I guess I just feel disconnected from all my friends now, if they were even my friends to begin with. And I can't tell any of them because they trust me enough not to leave them. So I'm kinda stuck. :'D Guess that's just how it is. sorry for the long explaining haha. ₊✩‧₊˚ BUT for anyone who's been the therapist friend, I really hope you find the courage to set some boundaries. You're not selfish or narcissistic for loving yourself, and you wouldn't care about your friends any less. It's hard shit being the therapist friend, so take care of yourself ˚₊✩‧₊

Its all fun in games till the therapy friend starts crying for you, ive cried not so long ago

I cant do this, not again somebody just fcking take me away please

Im not even good at it, but your problems are worse.

I love being the therapist friend. I get to help people. I get to look at them smile after I know all of their pain. But sometimes it’s hard to see them try so hard. You know you’re trying to help the issue, but you’re scared of doing something wrong. You’re scared of hurting them more by doing too much. You realize you’ve done something in the past to hurt them. And you shame yourself. You feel guilt. So you are so cautious on restricting yourself and making sure you won’t hurt anybody by seeing the true feelings and depression of others you feel it yourself, like it’s contagious. But you decide to go through because you know you have a good life compared to them. You know you have nothing to complain about. You know you have the best compared to them. And you force yourself to believe that they deserve the life you have. But then you forget you have struggles. And feelings. It’s always making others happy. But you are never pleased with yourself. You just keep hurting the people you love. They ignore you and get mad. You shame yourself for causing them to be upset and hurting them further. You figure out it was a dumb reason and wait it out. You cry to yourself. They forgive you after awhile, but then it’s fine. And then you make the mistake of saying the wrong thing. Either trying to be funny or just being yourself. You slipped up. You offended someone. Now you have to repeat it. An endless cycle. You cry to yourself late at night on your phone reflecting on why that one person you loved and trusted never read your message or texted you back. You sit there and listen to playlists like these to try and soothe yourself. But you know you can’t get away. Feel familiar? So many people are like this. And we can’t all help each other if we are breaking ourselves. Please, just find a person. Another therapy friend. Maybe then you can find a relatable person and you can find out that you guys have more in common than you think. Please. I’m may be a random person on the internet. But just believe me. I know. It hurts beyond what others may think. Just know… there are people like us out there. Be safe. <3

I'm the therapist friend, the solves the problems friend, the mediator friend, the shows up to all the things friend, the always notices friend, but I'm also th unnoticed friend, the excluded friend, the once I've fixed it they forget me friend. I just want to be appreciated. I hope no one relates, but something tells me a lot will, so I'll enjoy this little community.

Sometimes, i dont care about being the therapist friend. I’d rather make my friends feel better. Sometimes, however, i might’ve not given the best advice, or im not in the mood to help out, and i’d just sometimes feel very useless. I’ve been through a lot, and i’m better now, but i still stress about other things. I also stress out about my friends. I hope they’re going to be okay.

It really hurts when your the therapist to your own mother. I hear about rent, break ups, work, shitty friends, everything. I'm fourteen. I say I'm 'so sorry', She says 'why?'. I'm falling apart. I have secrets so dark she would cry, say 'why?!'... I would smile, even laugh. I'd say 'I'm sorry!'. Then I'd cry, forever. Never ending. Please, nobody tell me their sorry. Nobody dare say it'll get better. I know why you are here, on this playlist. If you try console me, I will cry. I have too much empathy, and so do you.

It's painful because I'm the one being the therapist towards others and nobody can give me the same treatment because I want someone to tell me the words I say

One of my friend vented into our group chat earlier. My other friend continued to say "Oh if you want to vent, you should vent to [my name]. They're really good at this stuff and have helped me lots of times!" Not the first time this has happened too, a few months ago in my other group chat, I had this friend that was having a trouble with venting too much. They were in a bad place, and kept venting into the group chat. Two people in the group chat were uncomfortable with the venting, and one of them said "[friend that is venting's name], if you need to vent, please vent to [my name], but it makes me uncomfortable." Why me? Why is it ALWAYS me?

Sometimes people tell me I'd be a great therapist, or that I'm destined for the job, but...all I want is to not be people punching bag ONCE...I don't want to have to deal with people's suicidal thoughts, I don't want to be in charge of comforting them all at 3am, I don't want to bottle up my own feelings, I DONT WANT TO... sorry.

no bcs the speech at the start hit me like a truck got all my tears out and shredded my guts 10/10 5 stars absolutely lovely

However much I tell my friends band help them with their vents I always come back to Oh That's it just an oh after telling you my vent I never fucking asked to vent but the only time I do all I get is a oh after helping her with all of her vents

whan they vwn about the teachers and the hectic shedule that we ually have ill try to fix it by saing that "its fine we cant do anaything" or somting to ease them up they will tell me that im such a plastic or i dont feel what they feel abut this little things and when i agree on what they are saying they will call me a bcck tabber, what am i suppose to do????

i wanna cry my eyes out. i cant take being the mother/therapist friend of the group anymore. im not gonna tell anyone tho bc then ill just let them down. this shii hurts.

Since your the therapist friend, how are you guys? <3

I might be in pain, but at least other people are pleased. I’ve learned that no one will ever understand you like you understand yourself, and I’m able to find ways to understand other people and make them happier. It’s a gift, but also a curse. I’ve also learned that hurt people hurt others, and will hurt me, no matter what I do. Sometimes it’s hard to make those people happy, but if it makes them feel any better, then I’ll let them use me as a punching bag. I want to die to making others happy, because that’s all I have left to do. I feel used, but it’s alright. And I’ll probably wake up tmw morning feeling amazing lolol I’m excited for that (and yes I have commented this on multiple playlists but I really like the way I described my feelings)

Lil rage vent comment :3 SHUT UP. SHUT. UP. THE FACT THAT I'M A GOOD LISTENER DOESN'T IMPLY YOU CAN TREAT ME LIKE YOUR FUCKING THERAPIST AND ONLY SHOW UP WHEN YOU NEED TO VENT. NOT ONLY THAT, YOU DENY THAT I HAVE BAD DAYS! WHAT DO YOU EVEN KNOW?! I'M SO TIRED OF YOU, ATTENTION SEEKER, CRYBABY, PICK ME. SHUT UP ALREADY.

sometimes i dont open up because i feel like i need to help everyone else to earn comfort

Sometimes it feels like you’re alone in the world, that you have no purpose or no life anymore, like if you’re lost or afraid of what comes next. I’m a therapist friend to two groups of people, and each time I try helping, they say "I don’t think your advice works at all." I try hiding it with a smile, "oh, I’ll try harder." Is what I usually say. I have an Ex who usually had problems of their own, they would always be either happy to see me, or sad that they had a bad day. It was very frustrating to keep helping them every single minute, but I got my way around it. My girlfriend has her own problems, Weight, fatigue, stress, burnout, etc. I always try helping her but the problems seem to never disappear. I don’t know if I’m doing the right thing. I lost a friend to suicide at 13, that was two years ago. I would always chat with them and watch over them. They were 12. Sometimes the world feels perfect, no problems and no worries. Sometimes one simple thing ruins the entire day, like if you were holding in all that stress and.. it just breaks tension. Let’s say your mental health is a cup. Stress is the water, and sometimes that water spills. Sometimes it’s best to clean it up and rethink. Reflect on your experiences. This is a reminder that every chance you have, is a chance you change the world you have. From friends to love interests, every time you wake up is a second chance. Not a lot of people get the chance to be grateful for their life. To whoever is reading this, take care and stay safe.

"Whats wrong?" "[vents]" "Omg sammeee" ... Why even ask if you're going to use it as a way to vent to me. I cant say anything becuase then i feel bad for being selfish and only wanting to talk about myself... [feel free to vent in replies <3]

Vent: My friend sent me a “goodbye” kind of text a few hours ago and I started completely sobbing. It only lasted for a minute or so before I stopped and acted fine. I canceled my plans with my friend tonight wanting to cry alone, but now I have to see a family member in the hospital. The only people I can vent to are the people I’m being the therapist friend to. I need to be strong for them but it’s getting hard when I can’t even be strong for myself. I have so many issues I can’t talk about with anyone, especially the people I’m close to. It truly hurts but I have to be strong. Thank you for reading this if you took the time. Have a fantastic day and you’re truly awesome, no matter what you do or what is said to you.❤️❤️❤️

A bit of a vent: I'm the therapist friend in every sense of the phrase. I don't mind it most of the time - if anything I feel better knowing what people are going through so I can help, rather than imagining something they *could* be going through. At the very least I can give them sympathy. But sometimes, on the bad days... I don't know how to describe it, exactly. It's not that I can't talk to people. It's not that I don't have people who care, or that my friends act like their issues are bigger. If anything it's my fault. I'm very good at hiding my feelings, even from my friends, so if I'm having a bad day you have to have been friends with me for a long time in order to be about to tell. It doesn't help that, when I do talk about my issues, I joke about them (it's a defense mechanism, I think). So when I say "because social anxiety exists" what I mean is "I spent half of yesterday convincing myself not to skip lunch because I think everyone's staring at me", and when I say "sometimes I cry on the walk home. we have fun here" what I mean is "I can't cry anywhere BUT the walk home and i'm pretty sure everyone hates me and i've got so much homework and a test in two days and i'm going to fail" Speaking of which, I can't exactly complain about my school stress. Because not only is my school wildly academic (which in practice just means we trade better college applications for constant, unabating stress), but I'm... the one you would call the smart kid, I guess. The straight-A's, 4.0, APs and Honors kid. I'm the one who aces a test most people in my class got a 60% on. And I'm so tired. Sure, it comes easier to me than some people. Sure, I'm interested in it. But I'm so tired of being the perfect one. I'm so tired of having my entire self-worth be dependent on a percentage on a piece of paper. So, yeah, I can't exactly tell people what I'm stressed about. I feel like it's unbelievable, especially because (as previously mentioned) I don't exactly act like I'm worried. Anyhow, I just realized that this is from a year ago, so probably no one will see it.

as a therpist friend i can relate to the comments. im at a sleepover and im always listening to other peoples problems but no one listens to mine. I try my best to open up but they always just ignore me and talk about something else.

Even if it’s hard and makes me feel sad sometimes, helping someone feel better and happier again will probably always make me smile

Oh, this playlist may just destroy me, thank you.

The therapist friend..in..the non-existent friend group. Just sit down at recess, keep my hands in my pockets, and look depressed. Then people come to me asking to vent. I let them. I ask to vent. “No.” I’m going through too much

As a father of the group, I'm tired everyday with their problems

im always the therapist friend in my gc, most of my friends go to me only to be comforted. im always trying to share an optimistic and fun energy in the group. everytime i get excited someone always has to say "its not the right time." or "okay, anyways" ive always felt used and left out. im trying to keep my fake personality and try to not feel insecure each day. i just wanted someone to open out to and finally get a real friend or person that will give me the same kindness that i never had. i never cried normally, its only when i get hurt. ive been brutally inforced in the emotionless state that ive been in because of my relatives pushing me into insensibility. being called "cry baby" "sensible" "freak" and "weird" ever since ive been 7 years old. (i did cry, and had a break while typing this)

It's funny how easy being "therapist friend" is, sometimes their problems are so easy to solve yet they're blinded by their emotions. But some problems, all we can do is to stay with them, hold them together when they're falling apart until they make it. I used to feel like I deserve what I do to others, and I'm right. But we all got ourselves right?

Keep on keeping on therapist friends. We work in the hopes they get better. Help yourself as you help others. God bless.

Hm, posted a year ago. My real life friends don't vent nor do I, but my online friends.. Yeah, you can guess. One of them only trusts me and only me, and she vents to me whenever something happens and I'm fine with that! And there's my online bff, always tells me when smth happens in her life, good or bad, lol- And most my friends vent to me..!! And I always give them advice on what to do about it, cause I know what to do I guess..??? What I don't know is how I know what to do, heh. All my friends are older but come to me for advice.! And I don't vent to anyone cause I know it'll cause problems in our friendship.. Although I have way too much on my mind. And never in hell am I telling my family! They'd just laugh. When I say something like, "Today was so tiring" they'll just turn the tables and say, "Yeah mine too" and tell me on about their day, but I try to help them, although after hearing it, I know my day was way worse. And I feel as if it'd ruin my reputation and my friends won't care one bit. I think I'm the therapist friend cause I can relate to others' feelings very much somehow. And I wonder how I'm the most mentally messed up. But sometimes I'm happy someone vents to me, cause that means they trust me. So, if anyone ever needs to talk or vent.. I AM HERE FOR YOU

I think I can be ok with being the therapist friend for all my life but I feel like trash because I couldn't help my best friend. She wants to kill herself and I try to help her but it seems like I can't help someone this time. I failed...

In the years I’ve been with my friends, I’ve realized one thing that I don’t think I’ve ever told anyone. I need help. Really fucking badly. My friends have asked me if I’m okay after they vent to me, and I always say yes. Why, I’m not sure, but I hate it. And then after they drop something on me that I’m not really prepared for, I break down, and I feel really horrible that I cried over something they haven’t told anyone else. So to those other therapist friends out there, I have one sentence for you. It’s okay to ask for help.

Oh yeah, keep in mind I am around the age of 13, my friends are a year or two older then me, I’m not ready for this pressure. But I have to be, or my friends will commit. I’ll be having a bad day and start to open up, and my friend will start saying they want to end it all. My friends don’t believe I care sometimes and when they were venting they told me and my other friend that they noticed that I was being strange, that I wasn’t me, they say, “I’m here for you” but are they really? I try to be nice, they push my affection away. I miss when everyone was happy or if they were upset it was because they scraped their knee or dropped a popsicle. But even then I would still care. But I also struggle expressing my emotions, so people think I’m annoyed or pissed off when they are venting, I never know how to respond to them either. Plus, the only reason I am the therapist friend is because I don’t vent to them, so they think I can take it, and it doesn’t pull me down or make me cry a river of salty tears, I’ve cried so much when I try to cry barely any tears come out, I’m so done with this role in all my friend groups, I do the same thing for my mom also, she lets everything out on me, I know so much about people, but people just assume stuff about me, I’ve never also told them they can’t vent, I never want to put anyone in my position, ever. I wish anyone in my position well, and the people you are being a therapist for as well.

This playlist softens the hard thoughts that I get, so many people vent out to me a lot, friends, strangers, classmates, siblings, and my own lover. I’ve always been there, but recently I’ve been having suicidal thoughts of my own yet I feel like I’m obligated to be there for everyone, I just wanna make them happy or even just make them feel a little better. But they all seem too busy for me. I’m not a priority to them anymore, am I? Everyone who I’ve helped is having a better life now but now it’s me who needs someone but then again, they may think that I just let them vent out to me for JUST this one moment. I don’t want to hurt anybody, so I just deal with it. As much as I don’t like it, it’s for them, I should just stay quiet shouldn’t I? Okay. *I’ll still be there.*

as somebody who’s the ‘therapist’ in their friend group, im sometimes afraid to vent to my friends because i think I’m putting the same stress on them from when they try to vent to me and I sit back and try to convince them that it’ll all be okay.

I know I'm late, but thanks. :)

Quite honestly I find it sad that our own (us therapist friends) friends don’t recognize our appreciate us enough so we feel the need to share our experience with people on the internet because our friends won’t listen and empathize but strangers online will. It’s just heartbreaking…

As a therapist friend i have no words for how much a appreciate this ( Im crying silently over this rn :) ) Sure, i do want to tell someone but without adding onto their burden and worrying like i had to do.

Therapist friend since 10

Well, here I am. Maybe because of pmdd and my own insecurities about if my significant others love me or not, maybe not... But still, music is always a nice and reliable companion. It will always be there for ya.

This made me cry because I’m the therapist friend and my “best friend” says no ur not I am so stop fucking saying ur a therapist friend and the one time I felt safe enough to vent she turned it into my fault and I have had suicidal thoughts and i don’t know what to do she just makes everything about her💔💔💔💔 she said I was jealous of her,liked her boyfriend, said I was guy obsessed when all she talks abt is guys I don’t even like her boyfriend she wanted me to be his friend so I faked it and I get yelled at for doing something I didn’t want to for her💔💔💔

I cried because of this today one of my friends were actually worrying about me all my other ones looked and kept playing while she was crying saying please dont die (i was having a panic attack) she had no idea what was going on and she still CARED im crying so hard rn iv been the therapist friend all my life iv known J for 2 years while other people there iv known since BIRTH but... They didnt care one... One bit. The panic attack was probably my worst one yet there was pink sparks everywhere black humanoid figures screaming yelling hitting me telling me to die and i coulndt hear anything at one point i heard J scream PLEASE DONT DIE PLEASE AWNSER ME PLEASE there was a time when she was touching me and stuff to see if i could hear her(ik all this because she told me after school when i was calmer) i think i muble smth like J-J____ (___ rest of her name) when she told me about it i told her what i was seeing and hearing i started crying we talked for a bit and i.. I think this si the best friend ship iv ever EVER had she... She FNCKINH CARED I AHD SOMEONE TO FNCKING CRY TO LIKE IV NEVER NEVER HAD THAT BEFORE! To:J its me J were the JJ ye ok you should know who i am aka the cat friend lmao anyway you amde my day my life and i think this friendship should never ever end ever! ♡♡♡luv u NO I WUV U MORE Hehe ok you win buybuh! ♡