Sometimes, I'm a soft touch...

Jan 12, 2010 07:18

...but sometimes, I don't care about that. I've come to a conclusion over this past week or so. Helping people... it makes me feel complete, and I want to try and find ways to help people... but it's going to be a long, hard road, because the areas I want to help people are... not widely accepted.

So many ghosts, and Shades, and other paranormal shit going on, scaring the bejeezus out of poor folks who've never seen such things in their lives, don't understand, and fear it, not being helped by fearmongers who yell "DEMON!" at every shadow.

So many kids and adults alike who start getting dreams that happen, and they can't stop it, and feel what other people feel, and can't block it out, and are afraid, and alone, and again not helped by people telling them they're crazy, or calling them freaks, demons, etc. That's just not on. None of it is.

But no money, no power... it breaks a man's heart, not being able to fight all this bullshit that swamps people in trouble, with no real way to connect, or ask about things that frighten them, and they don't understand.

I'm doing what I can, but I still feel it's not enough. And that pains me.
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