Broken Heart

I think my heart is too big. I feel EVERYTHING, even other people's emotions. I just care so much about other people around me and I hate to see those I love stumbling. I think I get this from my dad. Why is it that we are supposed to work so hard to help other people avoid making mistakes, but in the end it is only they who can help themselves? We are supposed to "bear each other's burdens" but when we stretch out a hand to help, the weight on our friend's back is just out of reach.