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I'm doing it again. Talking to people and trying to help them, by lending an ear and advice... How long will it take this time before I break and crumble again? One month? Six? A year? I don't know...but it doesn't matter, because this is something I've always done, and always will...sacrificing a piece of myself to make somebody else feel better, if only for a little while. One by one, the pieces will be handed out, until I've lost my support and come crashing down yet again. You'd think I'd learn..but you know what? Even through the pain, I can have a real smile, because somebody else will be smiling, too. Such is the curse of a kind empath...to take the pain of others upon ourselves in order to help them cure it, even if it becomes unbearable. It's a chosen path, that only the strong can walk... Am I strong enough to keep this up, or will I collapse and drag others down with me? That question doesn't matter...because I have to have that strength, no matter what. If another leans on me, I'll support them, because they had enough trust in me to rely on me. I refuse to fail them, no matter the cost to myself... I'll succeed, because the moment I fail...I'll have nothing left.