So remember how a while ago I wrote the post about how I don't deal well with not feeling like I can help someone? It's like...my optimism is so stubborn that it can't let go even when it really should so I get thrown into this whole tailspin where I'm at a total loss.
I was just thinking today, as things got a little stressful and overwhelming and I didn't know what to do - I really feed off the energy of people around me. Even if I'm completely uninvolved in the stressful situation surrounding me, I can sense the stress and before I know it, I'm equally as tense and worked up over something that doesn't even affect me.
But the real conundrum part is that when I'm feeling overwhelmed and stressed about other people's lives, I run to a book to read about someone else's stress via writing to distract myself and settle my mind. I don't make any sense.
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