For years I've sat across from the most troubled minds and held their pain steady enough for them to keep going. I'm good at it. But the weight of it doesn't just leave when they do. Slowly, without my noticing, all that borrowed suffering has changed the way I hold my own mind.
More people experience this than they realize.
Years of holding other people's pain have quietly reshaped your own mind.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.