Little fishy is no more.
Voluntarily absorbing other peoples’ worries is something I often find myself doing. I see it happening, everyone else’s needs consuming me. I’ve tried fighting it, but I’m not sure anymore if I would be able to hold on for much longer. What is it that I actually expect in return for freely distributing my attention? Is it as innocent as it seems? Will I let myself be exploited and, in return, make use of others?