compassion
Sometimes I think the time of compassion is over. How can I extend compassion to those with a demonstrable lack of it?
But then I remember how it feels when I don’t extend my hand. When I don’t offer understanding.
How do I continue to think of others in the age of narcissism and hate?
How do I continue to offer love to someone who has obviously subjugated my sister?
If you thought that this post was going somewhere, stop reading now. It doesn’t. I have no answers. I’m lost and I don’t know what the future holds. The only thing that seems to make sense is getting in my car and driving. And keep driving.
But then I remember how it feels when I don’t extend my hand. When I don’t offer understanding.
How do I continue to think of others in the age of narcissism and hate?
How do I continue to offer love to someone who has obviously subjugated my sister?
If you thought that this post was going somewhere, stop reading now. It doesn’t. I have no answers. I’m lost and I don’t know what the future holds. The only thing that seems to make sense is getting in my car and driving. And keep driving.