All my life I've just wanted to be able to help people. I started a charity foundation to help people in similar situations to mine. I have goals to become a doctor. In my daily life, I try to help my friends and family physically and mentally. I seem to fail in all those areas. Most of my charity efforts bomb, my grades are slipping in school, and lately all I do is stir up chaos with friends and family. My intentions are pure... But it never turns out right..
I'm almost afraid to speak to people for fear of retaliation over something I thought was innocent. I try to offer assistance financially, medically, socially, you name it. My way of thinking just seems to piss everyone off.
The best way to help everyone as a whole would be to stop talking, or disappear. Much easier said than done. I've tried "not caring", and lately I legitimately am at the "I don't give a fuck" point. But in my heart, I just can't let go completely. Some would say that makes me a good person inside. But it's becoming clearer by the day that I just keep hurting others and myself. And I don't know how to stop.
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