A curse like blessing or a blessing like a curse?

One day in the middle-school, I was relaxing at my desk, when a group of girls started giggling next to me.
They were talking about some boy band coming to town, and wishing to be there.
“Oh, how I wish I could go…
But my parents are working, and nobody can take me…”
One of them whined.
I murmured “sure”, while rolling my eyes.
As I knew her, and her parents were workaholics.
Something…clicked then and everything went silent for an instant.
The very next second, the girl’s phone rang.
It was her parents, they would go to her favorite band.
Just like how…she wished…
I shrugged it off, thinking she was lucky.
Later on, she indeed went to the concert, she did have a good time there, but when coming back, they had an accident…
Both her parents almost died…
It was a terrifying event, she changed to homeschooling afterwards, with her aunt moving in with them, to take care of her parents.
I was feeling sad for her, but I didn’t think much of it at first…
That’s until, someone closer to me had something horrible happen to them.
A cousin that was over at ours during a family event, was in my room.
We were playing videogames, and generally just talking.
He was playing this hulky dude of character in the game.
“I wish I was buff like that.”
He said.
“Yeah, you would like that.”
I said.
And then again…something clicked.
Everything went silent for an instant.
The next second, he was already looking a bit more muscular but nothing exaggerated.
Then, he suddenly got the urge to hit the gym…
In mere months, he went from a decent lean built, to a professional, way too extra bodybuilder…
Sad thing was…
He lost his voice and his hormones were off due to this sudden, muscle enlargement…
He can’t have kids anymore…
By that time, I was in high school, and I realized that something was wrong.
I tried to wish for something myself, but nothing happened.
But when my parents wished that the food would be a tad bit saltier, I said okay, and indeed, it became saltier almost instantly…
My father almost chopped off his finger, while mom bit the inside of her mouth really bad…
And that was just from a simple wish like that…
I didn’t believe it at first…
I was foolish…childish…
So I told my best friend my theory.
So he jokingly started to wish something ridiculous.
“I wish I was an immortal.”
He said.
I laughed, thinking about the novels we read together.
“Sure.”
I said.
Something clicked then within me, and I felt…happy for a reason…and full of energy.
Everything was silent, but I could hear my heartbeat.
Afterwards he went extremely-pale then became really rosy looking.
He laughed it off, but still went out.
That’s where strange things happened…
Nobody but me could see him…
Nobody remembered him…
Even if he touched someone, something….nobody acknowledged it.
He looked at me panicked.
“Are you immortal?”
I asked.
“Let’s try it…”
He said.
“How, you really want to try dying?”
I asked, worried.
“No. When I said my wish, I thought of the immortals from our novels…
That means I should be like that…”
He murmured, and shaking he took a knife.
After minutes of hesitating, he cut himself, in the palm of his hand.
It didn’t take a second for the wound to start healing…
Just like in the novels we’ve been reading…
“I…I need some time alone…”
He said, and disappeared.
That was the last time I saw him…
It’s been 10 years since then, and I fell in love and started a family…
It’s been hard to ignore any sentence that resembles a wish…
I don’t know what’s wrong with me…
If it’s a blessing or a curse…
Or a blessing like a curse or a curse like a blessing…
But I can make wishes come true…
But the prices needed to be paid…aren’t worth it…