When somebody reveals a struggle to you, don't be a chicken.
When my parents used to raise baby chicks we always had to be very careful not to leave a little chick with an open sore around the other little chickens because once that sore was discovered they'd peck and peck at it until the wounded chicken died.
Don't be a chicken. Bind that wound up. Help them fly, not flounder.
This is why God created you with hands, not feathers. :)