I am usually deeply affected by other people’s conflicts.

I shouldn’t be but I am.

And I would lose precious hours thinking about it.

I shouldn’t be but bloody hell I so am.

I’m hardly Mother Theresa material, I usually don’t offer solutions.  I just agonise/mull over it and think about the least painful way out. But it’s all kept deep inside the dark recesses of my brain, of course.

Some of these conflicts are of other people that are seeming of no or little significance in my life.

I find it weird why I bother to bother.

Perhaps it’s because thinking about *my* conflicts will just do my head in.

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