I feel there’s something fragile about certain people that makes me want to take care of them. It’s not so much their appearance, more a look in their eyes that makes them appear so transparently delicate emotionally. I’ve always enjoyed taking take of injured animals, and though I don’t really like people, occasionally my heart will just pang for someone who has a broken look about them. The idea of being taken care of feels dirty and uncomfortable to me. I was born to be a caretaker. You?