I've just seen something to make me feel indescribably sad, although it's nature. A few days ago, a bee must have been gathering pollen from our lavender bush, when it brushed into a spider's web. Needless to say, the spider knew what it was doing, and the bee is very dead, hanging by a cord from the lavender flower. RIP, bee.
On the other hand, a couple of weeks ago, I saw a huge bumblebee likewise caught in a web, but I was able to free it successfully, so that was good - but I'm sad for today's bee - no idea what sort it was, but it was a size of the scarce honey bee :-(
We have lots of bees visiting our garden and they somehow never get caught in the numerous webs, I often wonder how they avoid them. If I were to see one caught I would probably free it even though I have a phobia of spiders.
In the midst of life, we are in death. Sad for the honey bee, who lost her life, good news for the spider, who will have her dinner. I get hung up on things like that, too, and the sadness sometimes becomes quite overwhelming. I rescue them when I can. Please don't lose your sensitive nature. It is priceless, and somewhat rare these days.
I am always trying to save any bees, spiders, butterflies, beetles, ladybirds that I see trapped in the garden and rescuing voles, shrews mice etc that the cat brings home, some survive, some don't but I do my best.