I always feel like what is keeping me alive and happy is helping someone...When I do help I always feel like is never enough. Like there still is more I could do.. It is like constantly chasing this feeling of :If I dont do and be a wonderful person everyday and help everyone I come in contact with that i am not of value...I would not be happy unless I helped people on a daily basis. Is this because I was adopted. maybe. But you know what...I love it...I will never change. Anyone know what I am talking about? Love, Betsy
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