How can so much happen to individual people?
In my favourite class, my religion class, we're talking about multiculturalism. I was just thinking about the fact that, concerning immigration issues, lots of people have the mentality that "If they don't like it here, they can go back to where they came from". But the thing is, going by that attitude, European missionaries in the 17th century who didn't agree with Aboriginal belief systems should have gone back to Europe. They didn't though, and now people whose families have immigrated to Canada have this concept in their head that they have more right to be here than people who want to be a part of Canada, now. It makes me pretty mad, because it's so hypocritical.
I was also thinking that a lot of people out there have it a lot worse than I do. I mean I've always known that obviously, but sometimes things just hit you more than other times (again, perhaps obviously).
There's a woman who always comes into work, and she is mentally and physically delayed. She was telling me today that she was going down a hill a little while ago, and her wheelchair went underneath her, and she fell backwards. It must have been so scary, and all anybody did was ask if she was okay. Nobody called an ambulance or made sure she got home okay, even though she was shaking and crying. She was still pretty upset when she told me today. It must have been really lonely.
Then this evening I was at Bridgehead, and I ran into a man who I know has mental disorders, not to mention that he's not in the best financial situation. He was telling me how he was very supportive of his friend, who had schizophrenia and an eating disorder. Then, during one of this friend's hospital stays, the doctors somehow convinced her not to be friends with him anymore (I don't know what their reasons were). Obviously, he was very hurt. It just seems so sad that he, who obviously has his own problems, repeatedly reached out to his own friend, and then somehow the relationship still didn't work out. I know that this lack of reciprocity in relationships can be a recurrent theme for lots of people, but it still seems like he got a more... intense version of it all, on top of his other issues.
I guess everybody has their shit, and people's bad situations don't necessarily dictate who their are, but still. It's amazing what people can get through.
I was also thinking that a lot of people out there have it a lot worse than I do. I mean I've always known that obviously, but sometimes things just hit you more than other times (again, perhaps obviously).
There's a woman who always comes into work, and she is mentally and physically delayed. She was telling me today that she was going down a hill a little while ago, and her wheelchair went underneath her, and she fell backwards. It must have been so scary, and all anybody did was ask if she was okay. Nobody called an ambulance or made sure she got home okay, even though she was shaking and crying. She was still pretty upset when she told me today. It must have been really lonely.
Then this evening I was at Bridgehead, and I ran into a man who I know has mental disorders, not to mention that he's not in the best financial situation. He was telling me how he was very supportive of his friend, who had schizophrenia and an eating disorder. Then, during one of this friend's hospital stays, the doctors somehow convinced her not to be friends with him anymore (I don't know what their reasons were). Obviously, he was very hurt. It just seems so sad that he, who obviously has his own problems, repeatedly reached out to his own friend, and then somehow the relationship still didn't work out. I know that this lack of reciprocity in relationships can be a recurrent theme for lots of people, but it still seems like he got a more... intense version of it all, on top of his other issues.
I guess everybody has their shit, and people's bad situations don't necessarily dictate who their are, but still. It's amazing what people can get through.