I may ask for help, yes. But that doesn't mean that there's no such thing as too much help. My problems are my own and it's my decision whether I wish to reveal them to anyone at any given time. Just because I go out for dinner with someone often does not give them the right to pry into my personal life after repeated tellings of "No I do not want to tell you my problems because I don't want to!" from me to you.

And now you become all defensive because I don't use you as my emotional dumping ground? Sometimes I wonder if hanging out with bimbotic idiotic girlfriends is less stressful, which may just be the case.