Compassion fatigue
The world is shifting, changing and I'm scared of the bitterness. It's cold and lonely here and the person I was (& loved) started slipping through my fingertips in 2018. 2020 exasperated the fall.
I'm not sure how to get her back.
I'm tired (but who isn't now?) and deathly afraid of compassion fatigue. I see it in myself, my friends, family, loved ones, dear ones. If I lose hope what will happen to me? If the darkness sets over me. I'm terrified of becoming jaded, distant, and judgmental but I feel myself slowly morphing. I hate it.
I'm tired of fighting it.
Idk anymore. Everyone's tired.
I'm not sure how to get her back.
I'm tired (but who isn't now?) and deathly afraid of compassion fatigue. I see it in myself, my friends, family, loved ones, dear ones. If I lose hope what will happen to me? If the darkness sets over me. I'm terrified of becoming jaded, distant, and judgmental but I feel myself slowly morphing. I hate it.
I'm tired of fighting it.
Idk anymore. Everyone's tired.