I Really Wanted To Ask....
I really wanted to ask....
If one of your very close relatives, are operated; and these ones are probably ones you dislike the most, yet you feel a sense of relief to see the operation successful. Also, you feel pained to see their condition.....why?
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I'm sorry for the long post, but I couldn't stop thinking about it.