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Instinctually, I want to help everyone. Because if I can help everyone, then I can think that I’m “a good girl”.

This sort of thinking gets you in trouble.

It means you wrack your brains after every conversation, analyzing each response and trying to see if you could make it better. It means every sob story (that you know is a lie) strikes you with unnecessary ferocity. Helpfulness pushed this…