Why does doing what I want always seem to result in hurting people around me? My own prerogative of selflessness seems to directly conflict with the outside mandate of joy, of self-worth, of all the reasons I should be trying to stay alive. I want to help, not hurt, myself and everyone else, but I don't know how. (Yet? I hope it will come.)

The easiest answer is to go off into the woods and be alone.

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