The Diary

Pitiless

(This escalates pretty quickly) 

Listening to Bullet… wow. I am beginning to actually picture, to be able to imagine what it’s like to feel that everything in your life is so worthless that it’s easier to jump off of a roof and splat into the ground than carry on facing your struggles. It really is sad. Most people, when they hear about a problem of someone else’s, they think “oh. such a shame.” But they don’t take the time or thought to really try to understand what it's like. They don’t know what its like to live with it every day. They only see the little window into the problem, they don’t even try to comprehend the pain that they don’t have to feel. And it’s because they don’t have to that they don’t care.

Many people have a tendency not to worry about more than they need to. They teach themselves, or are taught, to disregard that urge of compassion that someone in need might be desperate for. But, in our world, it isn’t easy to know who to trust. How sad that that simple concept keeps us from doing more things for each other. We don’t give money straight to the homeless because we’re afraid they’ll spend it on drugs. We don’t do simple nice things for strangers because we’re afraid that they’ll 'lead us into a dark alley and kill and rape us'.  Honestly, how fucking likely is it that something terrible will happen? We don’t go and help “just in case”.  

With tragedies around the world, the media does a good job of keeping us interested... For about a week. Remember Kony? He still exists and the same disgusting things still happen to this day. But we've forgotten about it. Remember that earth quake that happened in Japan? In Haiti? Remember Hurricane Katrina? Those victims still exist. But the news always finds new things to complain about, so we forget about them too.