The loneliness of taking care of everyone else - and what it's protecting.

Maybe you’re the “Mom friend” - the one with snacks and Advil and an itinerary for the day. Or perhaps you’re the “therapist friend” who processes the break-ups, grabs the tissues, and listens to your family vent. Or maybe you’re the “Dad friend”: helping people move, good with a hammer, and giving encouragement with a clap on the back. And then when it…