Disillusioned

I am so disillusioned, I don’t know where to start.  Support systems have run amok.  People don’t care about anything or anyone but themselves.  It’s a must-have situation.  I must have this, I must have that, everyone else be damned!

It is integrated into one’s life at work, at home, out in the rest of the world.  Where is compassion?  Where is understanding?  It has been replaced by me-first, and moreso now than ever before.

I tell people I am incapacitated, and they infer in return, “But what about me?  What am I supposed to do?  Why can’t you just take care of me?  I want!  I want!  I want!”

They conveniently forget that theirs is one of many voices screaming the same thing.  They forget that they are not the only one.  How silly of me to suggest that there might be others.  How ridiculous that there might ever be others.   

So if I’m dead because I didn’t take care of my own health, what will they do then?  I think I know.  They will be pissed that I left them high and dry, and that all I was thinking of was myself.

I can remember in my teens and 20s in the 1970s, people cared much more than they do now.  With the growth of technology and advancement of immediate gratification, the rest of the element of humanity has been pushed off the Cliff of Apathy.

Be concerned about the welfare of others, and try to instill patience within yourself.  In return, your own needs and desires will be handled.  Think about it.