This weekend, I watched someone very dear to me, who has helped me through a whole lot, put their hand in their palms, look at me, completely and utterly helpless.
I wanted to rip my heart out. I hate loosing control of any situation in my life. But when those situations do occur, I have people who help me bring it back to a place I am comfortable. They are my stability, they are my rock. So to see this person, look at me, they way I know I have looked at them many of times in the many many years we have known each other, with no solution, was heart wrenching.
I think me not being able to assist this person be able to even get hope about regaining control was the worst I have felt in years.
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