Early childhood, I dreamed of being a nurse... helping people and animals in need. I thought I could nurture them all back to good health and well being. Passionately, I wanted to fix broken, wounded, living things. From my heart and very soul... I've always overwhelmingly just wanted to help. As I aged, I thought it was just a crazy Pisces thing or an only child syndrome of wanting to connect. Learning how to control the impulses to rescue and save was only learned through heartbreak, disappointment, and death. Ooooo and death... aches my heart and takes my breath away... Literally. Being a sensitive, an empath, is also clearly defined NOW. This is why...
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