I fix every broken thing in my life: my closest friends, my family dynamics, my acquaintances perspectives and my church friends terms of validation.
I like broken things. They are beautiful in the mundane. They are bizarre and I enjoy what I can. I create social solutions in the matter of minutes. I am broken minded and broken hearted I guess that makes me the most broken of all of my things.
With a early deteriorating mind and manic depressive insanity anything that has a good soul to it is beautiful to me. I observe potential in people and sometimes I help them flourish as humans.
It's what I do. I do what I can but I never invalidate them.
I have seen the worst in humans and the best in people it's lonely sometimes. I get used to it. To be insane is to embrace what you can.
I like broken things. That's my thing and I live without regret for caring.