Please Forgive This Truly Rotten Person

M Mary Nagy Mary Nagy
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How can I be happy when I know you are so sad? It's impossible for me to forget all the troubles you are going through. Why do I try? Am I selfish for wishing I didn't care? Sometimes I get so angry at myself because I want to be happy. I don't want to think of you suffering. But then I think of you. You are so sad. You are so depressed and alone. You turn to me as if I can help but, I can't help. I don't know how. All I can do is say I care... because I do. I really do! But, is caring enough? Is it really enough to make a difference? I fear it isn't. So then I'm angry because I feel like I'm letting you down. I should be able to do something. But, I can't. What type of rotten person must I be........... to get upset because I'm sad for you? Isn't that the ultimate in selfishness to feel angry that your happiness is being disrupted by another's pain? I'm sorry for being so selfish. I wish I knew how to help you.

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