Some days I wish I could just step in and fix people's problems for them. Get between them and the pain, take it on myself and away from them. Solve everything so they can have a happily ever after.
Then I remember that to do that would be to start living their life for them. And that would be doing something worse to them than the pain ever will be.
There needs to be a happy medium.
Then I remember that to do that would be to start living their life for them. And that would be doing something worse to them than the pain ever will be.
There needs to be a happy medium.
The last time I tried to help someone with a problem, I only offered my advice, which had been asked of me. She hasn't talked to me since. Perhaps I should sugar-coat everything; I lose friends if I don't. And that's not good.