My rants/worries (swearing in this book, u've been warned)

I'm fucking DONE

Btw, all of my rants got deleted, so this is the 2nd 1st rant I'm putting up

Therapist- most difficult job on the planet, deal with ur own problems, whilst taking on others' problems too.

I am a 13 year old therapist- made to work, not a 9 to 5 job, but a 24/7 job instead. Same shit, different day. Over and over and over and over and over and over and over. People messaging me "I'm sorry..."/"I'm done..."/"Fuck life...". Do you see a pattern? ALL OF THEM ONLY GIVE YOU ONE ANSWER: "What's up?" It's a piss poor way of venting to someone which has become so repetitive, I HAVE A SHEET NEXT TO ME WITH ANSWERS TO THE PROBLEMS THEY GIVE ME!!! E.g.
I've self harmed- Trust me *Insert name here*, it'll get better, I swear ( or some shit like that)

I wanna die- That will only make everything worse

I'm *Insert not straight sexuality*- Oh, that's fine, we live in an open minded community.

My Girlfriend thinks her problems piss me off, no, they're fine. One or too people to deal with, I can do that, But not when I have OVER 10 PEOPLE TO STOP COMMITING SUICIDE!!!!

And the worst... when people you try to help are fucking ungrateful back.

News just in, fresh from the shit storm, one of my most avid patients decides to tell my girlfriend that me and my girlfriend and a load others control her. Well then, FUCK IT. I'M DONE. I try to help, I get this in return! I give up then, that's a wrap, the therapist finally gives up on one of the patients.

PSA- If you ever, ever feel like your getting to the point of where your about to become a therapist to over 3 people, BAIL WHILE YOU STILL CAN!!!!!!!!