# Not my problem 

It's the fixer in me, can't help it. Problem seen, acknowledged, is
to be dealt with. Can't help myself but try to resolve it.

But it does me no good. Butting heads, and for what? Something that
means nothing to me, that I'm not invested in beyond the problem
itself.

Sometimes you just have to let go, let things be, broken as they
might appear. Accept that it is not your problem to fix.