If it helps, you should know that I’m sympathetic to your position. I’ve spent years questioning the effect I have… I mean, objectively, I can’t possibly deserve all the fawning and groveling and sacrifice, right?
But then i start to talk, they start to listen, and I’m right back where I always end up… with some girl at my feet, trying to give me everything she has so I can make sense of her mess.
Life is weird. Eventually, you just have to take it for what it is.