I know why I am so empathetic. I take on everyone else’s problems and pain because I can’t take on my own. I can’t fix myself, so I have to fix everyone else. If I can distract myself with the problems of others, my own problems are temporarily forgotten. Then, it’s no longer about me. Because I hate when things are about me.
I get angry when people I so deeply care about don’t open up to me because I’m really angry at myself for not opening up to people.
I get upset when I can’t help people because I’m really upset that I can’t help myself.