I was the one to go to (12 year old girl)
Ever since I was 8 years old, people would tell me stories of their life. I was the one to go to when things got tough but no one ever asked if I was having a tough time. Hearing all these stories made me feel a large amount of empathy for these people, but with so many feelings I started to become confused.
I could never be sure whether i was feeling my own pain or someone elses. With so many emotions I started to become extremely moody. Sometimes I would feel so happy and sometimes I would burst into tears in the middle of class.
Because of this confusion my friends started to get really angry at me because I would start smiling in the worst circumstances and start feeling sad when they cracked a joke. I started to feel really guilty so I went to Kids Helpline for help and I talked to this really nice girl. She helped me have the courage to tell my friends that i couldn't deal with all their problems at the same time as mine.
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