Not my circus, not my monkeys

My GF reminds me of this. Almost all of the world is not my circus, not my monkeys. My birth family is no longer my circus, no longer my monkeys. My GF's friends and family are not my circus, not my monkeys. My neighbors are not my circus, not my monkeys. The world, at large, is not my circus, not my monkeys. That's a recipe for sanity