Good King Midas

In Greek mythology, there was a king known as King Midas. He was a man gifted by the Gods with the ability to turn anything he touched to gold. While King Midas at first thought this was the definition of happiness, he soon lost all joy for life when the food he loved would become consumed and people he cared about would too be turned to gold.

Sometimes I feel like King Midas. Lately it seems that everything I touch, no matter how good my intentions may be, becomes corrupted and sour. It's really worn on me lately and now it makes it hard to want to connect with people. Connection just leads to me disappointing them. I hate that feeling.

King Midas beseeched the Gods for mercy and was instructed to bathe in the River Pactolus for relief, in which he was able to wash the curse away and redeem himself from his greedy nature. He was later dubbed, "Good King Midas" after learning his lesson about greed.

I feel like there's a lesson in here somewhere for me, I just don't know where.