Fixer
Sometimes I hate that I’m a fixer. You know the type of person that needs to fix everything. The kind of person that can always find a way to see the light in every situation....because it can also cloud the reality of a situation.
When you live in the world of making everything better...you also live in a world where the reality of things is never really real. And when you realize that you can’t just fix something...it is earth shattering and soul crushing. Things like this only other “fixers” can understand...
Even though it’s a good trait to have when you truly can help...it’s horrible when you can’t. And when you just want to be someone’s hero and make them smile and fix all their problems...and you are failing...I find myself crippled and confused. It’s a very self destructive place to be...
I’m hoping for some more self evaluation as to why I bring myself to this point...I don’t want to get to where I live in the world of half empty glasses...but I need to find a balance.
Until tomorrow...