I love to help people. I have always wanted to help people. It can be a blessing and a curse. Most of the time it has been a blessing but sometimes a curse.
Lots of people don't want help. They want to tell you about their problems but they just want you to listen and that is hard for the person who wants to fix everything. Very hard.
It is also hard when they want you to help but you can't; whether it's out of your control or because it just isn't possible.
It's hard when you have a spouse or child who doesn't want your help. A spouse is an adult so if they don't want your help at least you think they will eventually figure it out; but a child on the other hand, is a little more painful when you offer advice or help and they totally blow you off or flat out say they don't want it. It hurts but you have to respect their choice and step back. Sometimes we step back just enough to still watch other times we must completely exit. Either way is hard, especially when we love that person.
It has taken many years but I have learned to put the people who don't want or need my help, in the hands of God. I pray for them, and let them know I am there if they need me; then I step out of the picture.
One thing I don't ever want to do is get in God's way and interfere when he is working in someone's life. It is easy to do; very easy to try to fix things when you see someone hurting. I am a work in progress so this is one of the things that still need to progress farther, much farther, in my life.
I have faith in God and I know that if I stay willing; then He will continue to change, build, correct and HELP me to become the person He created me to be.