Superpowers

I have a superpower.
It's so grand, that sometimes even I don't understand it.
My power, is the ability to make myself feel like something is all my fault.
Pretty great, right?

For example:
I completely and utterly feel 100% responsible for the way my last relationship ended.
Extreme? Maybe.
True? Yes.
Try to talk me down from it, I dare you.
It just seems like any way I look at it, it's my fault. Even though I know deep down inside that it's healthy and  good. It's just the way this superpower works. I must learn to tame it, and use it for good.

But really.

I've been blessed and cursed with this thing called empathy.
It's just another superpower of mine.
This one also gets me in trouble.
It gives me the acute ability to sense when others are hurting, and allows me to hurt with them.
You'd thing that'd be awesome, right?

Ish.

"I just feel so bad. I mean, I can't imagine how they feel in the situation. I guess they have a right to be mad/sad/frustrated/etc. I really hope I didn't do anything wrong. I probably did, so I understand where they're coming from."

Case in point.
People are my strength, but they are also my kryptonite.

I guess what I'm trying to get at is that God gave us all "superpowers".
Together, we form a team.
His intent for them is often very different than what we really use them for.
And that's where we get the villains.

So my advice for the day:
Harness your powers, and use them for good.
Fight off the evil forces, fight for those less fortunate than you, and fight for those who are hurting and show them that someone loves them and that someone is always fighting for them.

We're all on the same team.
We should all take the blame.
We are all superheros.

Love always,
Suz