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One of the greatest notions a human has is that they can somehow fix, or at least help fix, another individual.

But the truth is, we can't.

We can only offer advice, give encouragement, and remind them that we are here if - and whenever - they need us.

It's hard to stand back and watch as someone you love and care for decides to take a bad path, make wrong choices, pick the [bad] influential friends.  Part of you just wants to jerk them awake to reality, and part of you just wants to grab them in a tight hug and whisper, "I'm sorry you're going through this time of life, but please don't do things you will later regret".

It's hard to not be able to fix someone.

It's hard when they accuse you of leaving them when in reality, they're the ones just pushing you away.

I wrote this poem as part of the 30/30 challenge a couple of days ago.  I thought it was fitting to include in this post.

Sorry if this was kind of a depressing thought.  
I'm just experiencing this exact scenario right now with someone who is dear to my heart and it pains me to see them choosing to go back down to the murky swamp they worked so hard to get out of.  They're choosing to leave the high and narrow road.  And there's nothing I can do to stop them.
Except pray.
And I will never, ever cease to do that.