I was born in Texas and we lived there for 8 years moving around a lot while there. After times got tough there my family moved to Pennsylvania and that was the best part of my childhood. Everything for the most part was "normal" life for a child. After 13 years of my life not really knowing my real dad, my step father moved us to Florida to be closer to be closer to him. We moved to a part of town in Florida that was not the best to be raised in. It was lower income housing, lots of robbery, drugs, and negative influences. I am an indigo child and we are very stubborn, independent, strong-willed, and ruthless with whatever it is we put our mind too. At the time I was adamant about helping other people that had issues with drugs and robbery. I dated this guy for almost 2 years at 16 who was addicted to a hard drug and he was a dealer. I ended up with him in the first place because I wanted to help him. I saw the light in him and knew he would be better off without the drugs. With stubbornness on my side, I ended up at his level, quick. Addicted to a hard drug that stole part of my teenage life I was walking with the devil. I remember having thoughts about how I wanted to feel "normal" again. I wanted to be and feel myself true self again. After terrible circumstances happened I got off the hard drug and with time healed myself.
With 20/20 hindsight I learned the lesson of sympathy vs. empathy. Sympathy is when you stoop to their level and go out of your way to help someone in need. Empathy is when you send love or prayers to the person who needs help. Of course there will be a fine line between the two, though I want you to get a clear message here. When someone comes into your life who is always complaining, always negative, hypochondriac, not happy with self, fake, or jealous, send them simple, yet powerful love and prayer. They are searching for someone to "help" them in some way and ways that work best are the thoughts of good will for that person. In this scenario, this is empathy. The difference between the two have such a gigantic impact on the outcome of your life and the other person. When you give someone sympathy, you are enabling them which is, in a sense stooping to their level. In the past I have had multiple occasions where I have created such turmoil for myself because of going out of my way to help people. To give just a couple examples, at least 3 times I have moved people into my home because of guilt trips on me easily influencing me to sway their way. Although I know each time it happened, it happened for great reason. Reason of which I am fulfilling now and everyday forward. To give the lesson to those who trust my words and feelings. As for myself I will not allowing it to happen again.