I feel like crap. Falling apart at the seams.
Maybe I shouldn't try to help everyone I love. Maybe I shouldn't lose sleep at night over their problems. But it's who I am. It's what I do. I will make things right again. Maybe I appointed myself as mediator, but I'm doing the best I can, and damn well better than half the people I know would do. If you don't like it...stop telling me half-stories. Stop keeping the truth from me. Stop threatening me with your friendship. I've said goodbye before. I will do it again. You can't hurt me so much as you can break my heart...but you know I'll get over it fast. I always do. You're not worth as much as you think.