Honestly, I'm still seething. Maybe I'll ring my parents just to perk me up for the day, 'cos for one, I know they will listen to me, listen to my whining as much as I'll listen to theirs. They will offer me advice and "preach life principles" while I ask them to take more chill pills. Not everyone gives a s**t seriously. The human species is awfully practical, only talking to you when they need you in one way or another. Good luck to you when you need them and you are merely surplus to requirements when they have ample friends to be kept entertained with. And not everyone who ought to understand this will understand it.
