I'm not sure the exact day I decided the problems of the world were mine to fix. I guess it’s part of being the nurturer, the guardian angel, the rescuer. If anyone needed me, I’d take their problems from them and I'll carry it around for a while. Even though I couldn’t fix it for them. Even though I knew I shouldn’t fix it for them.  But I’d still take the burden away and add it to my already heavy load. Regardless of the problem. And the level of unnecessary drama. I've always felt other people's pain, intensely. I don't know if my high level of empathy is a learnt or inherited trait, but it's always been part of me. Inside me, I can feel the heaviness when I meet someone who is carrying a great load.