Much like Papa Roach, my weakness is that I care too much

I don’t even care enough to comment.

Eh.

Never gonna let you down

Too often, it’s one of the many faults I have

Sometimes.

Not in an emotional way, but in a logical way.

To an extent, at least until my patience runs out.

Generally. It’s an affliction.

I care about a few things. My (adult) son comes first to mind.

I care generally about people and animals who are hurt and wronged. But, apparently, I don’t care enough to do more than express empathy, because that’s all I do. Not that I’ve ever put myself in a situation that would require me to do much more. I don’t know people personally who have been hurt or wronged, so there’s not much more that I can do. In fact, lately, I’ve been avoiding contact with people as much as possible, apart from my son. I could seek out situations where I might be able to help, but, I don’t.

So, I care in a general way, but not enough to inconvenience myself. That’s about as honest as I can be.

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