I already resisted but I know once again I was needed. But each time I extended my hand, I realised I came back with my own broken heart and wounded self. Who extends his hands for me, I ask. I got no replies.

If there is one thing I want to tell you today,
So is this a self- inflicting kindness. Because all I get in exchange of my patient, concerns and emotions are lies, hidden information and self- centered replies.