All I ever want to do is fix things. I feel so useless when I see my friends, family or even strangers struggling and falling into depression because I can’t help or please everyone. It literally tears me apart thinking that someone out there is hurting and I can’t do anything about it.
Story of my life.
I wanted to be a therapist or something of the sort. But the problem is, when I get faced with someone who cannot be treated, it rips at me. Last year, I taught a class where a kid had some emotional problems. And no matter how hard I tried, he would still have breakdowns. And I can’t handle that. I’m there for everyone as much as I can be. But when I can’t help you, I don’t know what to do. And that’s when I forget how to help myself.
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Story of my life....be a therapist or something of the sort. But the problem is,
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