i’m not complaining, but…

It kills me. It absolutely kills me to know that people I love feel hurt. It’s impossible not to want to run in and fix them. In my head, I’m a superhero. The fact that I am completely inept at saving people… well, it makes me feel inadequate and feeble. I wish I were stronger, that I could rush out and take the pain, the fear, the frustration away. I wish I could be in more than one place at a time.


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