When I read other peoples opusses it makes my feel shallow because I don't think like that.
When I find out that my friend has been upset about something and she didn't say, it makes me feel guilty because it means I'm not a good enough friend. I agree. I can't keep secrets and I can't give comfort.
When I find out something horrible I cry. Then feel triumphant. Because if I'm crying that must mean I care? Then I realise that to even think that is heartless.
I'm insensitive and awkward and can't make people feel better. I tell myself I care but I don't know if I really do. If caring is where you feel just as bad as the person involved then I don't think I do.
Does anyone know how this feels or am I just heartless?
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