Can anyone truly.

Explain why all I know is how to struggle? Why no matter how much I try.  I always seem to over accentuate how much I truly wish to help. Why I get so engrossed in everything that happens to me.  With everyone who gets engrossed in me. 

Life is chaos,  and the only thing that is one hundred percent true.  Is change itself. Not a moment goes by where I am not reminded of a sad or somber emotion.  A place 

 A feeling.  A tear. A memory of time's long gone,  but not so long ago. 

A time when I didn't feel damaged at the drop of a hat.  A time when I looked at logic and reason to make every movement.  Every action. 

Please help me find that confidence again.