Everyday NhanSense: Each day, I will blog about something that comes to mind. My goal is to practice writing about my hobbies, my interests, my opinions and so forth.
Day 24’s Topic: Helping others.
Perhaps the most frustrating thing for me at the moment stems from my inability to help others. Heck, I can barely take care of myself, let alone think about doing some kind of good in this cruel and difficult world.
All you have to do is take one stroll in the downtown area and find people who are the epitome of poor, and then you can’t help but count your blessings. We all have given a bum or two $1 here and there, and then we would continue with our lives without thinking about the significance of it all.
In fact, I have recently walked past one of those soup kitchen-type of places in my local area, where people who literally wore trashy and old clothes queued up outside and waited to enter for warmth and a hot meal.
So to come across people who have way less than someone in my shoes, I just ended up being a bit ashamed of myself. Deep down, I wanted to be the person helping “those kind of people” until it hit me that I was exactly like them in my current status.
Poor. Just outright poor.
I had every reason to join people in that line as well, with my rumbling tummy telling me there’s no pride in feeling hungry. I felt bad for every single person I saw there. However, a bit too embarrassed about it all, I kept walking forward without looking anyone in the eye.
Maybe it was my social anxiety flaring up (this isn’t the first time me being shy has diverted me from doing what needs to be done), or perhaps it was me being too worried about the stigma about entering such a place.
Don’t get me wrong now. I would love to volunteer at a place like this soup kitchen and do my part at making the world a happier place. On the other hand, it could be that I cannot, for some reason, just blurt out and admit that I need someone to help me. A lot of help at that.
When you’re struggling and you need to get back on your feet, going at it alone is hard. Sometimes, I may feel like my efforts are wasted and in vain, and then I have to tell myself that I just have to keep trying until everything fixes itself in one way or another.
After all, I am a blessed person in my own regards. That much I will admit. I have a roof over my head where some people barely have shelter, a powerful computer to use the internet with, plenty of heat when it gets cold at night, clothes on my back and plenty of other things a guy like me would take for granted.
You just develop an appreciation for every single possession to your name, regardless of what it is. My hope is, and I do earnestly believe this, that someday I can be capable of making a positive impact in the lives of people who need it most.
As someone who has seen better days, I will know firsthand what it’s like to feel like the bottom of the barrel in society. But with that said, I am even more determined to climb my way out and reach toward my goals, even if it may take a long while.
“Get good. Be better.” – Nhan Fiction