It's not that surprising that I care infinitely more when someone I really love gets hurt. If I injure myself? No big deal. But if they are injured? Suddenly you wish you had magic and could wipe all their pains away. Or at the very least, in my case, be free to stay with them and help them out.

That's not to say I don't care when a friend or even just an unfortunate stranger is injured, but this is just a thousand times worse.

That's okay, right?

Doesn't feel like I have the right to moan when I'm not even family or the one injured though. :'D