Grizzly Bears Are Too Caring...

Quote of the day today: 'The "selfish man" is he who would do the thing, even if it harmed others, so long as it gave him pleasure; the "unselfish man" is he who would still do the thing, even if it gave him no pleasure, so long as it pleased others.' - Lewis Carroll (1832-1898).

And I, 99.9% of the time, am the second of those. Could be seen as unfortunate, could be seen as fortunate. I can't decide which it is. My dad once told me you can't go through life to trying to please everyone. Well, with my friends at least, I try my damned hardest.

Which is why I go crazy when I can't help them. If one of my friends is down or upset I like to be able to attempt to cheer them up or help them out. Sometimes I'm crap at it. Sometimes apparently I help. But when I can't help it drives me round the bend cos I don't know what to do. I can't stand seeing my friends/family upset. A bit like a mother grizzly with her cubs. Protect them from danger.

But unfortunately, you can't help everyone. Some people can't be helped, and some people don't want to be helped. And sometimes your advice/attempts at cheering up don't cut it. So I just need to keep repeating that to myself and maybe eventually the message will get through my thick sensitive head.

Je suis trop sensible ¬¬