Pity Given Is A Weakness Shown

The one thing I admire about myself is that I have the ability to forget and forget well. And this ability usually helps me out in a lot of situations since remembering things that have no use to you can turn into something that can hold you back in the long run.
And today I just realised I showed a weakness to some people by remembering and then expressing.
I have known these people my entire life and I consider them family so when one of them got sick and I volunteered to help out, I didn't realise it until today that even though we are not in the same area code any more I'm still volunteering. Well ain't that a bitch!
Every time this person calls or texts that they want something I always promise myself to solidify my resolve, say no and forget but then I remember their pain and what it has done to them and all the chanting in the world can't hold back that flood of pity that then flashes them my weakness like an underage american girl flashing her boobs in throes of drunkenness.
Here I am talking on and on and yet I don't think some people really understand what my true weakness is. Since it's already out there for the vultures to see I am just going to tell you anyway.
I HAVE A SOFT SPOT FOR WOUNDED CREATURES.
I tell yuh, if you start crying for something that is truly sad, bring on the water works. If a wounded animal even crosses my path, sure as hell I am gonna adopt it. If someone is injured to the point where they can't help themselves, un-consciously I am going to make it my mission to make your suffering a little easier.
And therein lies the problem now doesn't it?
First it was my problem in saying no to people, got over that now something else pops up.
So now that these people have realised I am a sucker, they put ideas into this wounded persons head about spending time with them and when that person do make up their mind to take them up on their offer for some reason I am always the one holding their hand at the end of the day.
Some naive person would read this and say, "well, you are just a good person." Well I say BULLSHIT!
There is no such thing a genuine good person, that is just a myth. I have a better chance at taking a selfie with a terrorist.
This world isn't a place for genuine people anymore, all the good in a person is basically sucked right out of you at the age where you just begin to speak and understand words. The versatility of language is a dangerous thing.
So now no more cracks in my Dam anymore, no more pity to these abusers out there who can't accept life as it goes on with grace, no more.
I am tired of living in the past that is riddled with pain, guilt and pity.
IT IS TIME TO LIVE FOR MYSELF INSTEAD OF LIVING FOR OTHERS.