I’m starting to feel slightly bitter about the recognition I don’t receive for the sacrifices I make for people. Does that make me a bad person? Shouldn’t I be perfectly content knowing that I’m doing this for the good and benefit of others? I should. Because I know that a high tide raises all boats. Doing good to one person will eventually lead to that person doing good to another.
This leads to one of main reasons I hate people. You can do all the good in the world for someone but when you see that they don’t reciprocate, it is the worst thing ever. But I too admit I am selfish. I do what I can to make sure I don’t accept too many offers, but what does that make me that I’m so proud I can’t accept the help of others that I know damn good and well I would eagerly lend to them? What kind of an ass am I then?
I care for the individual, I despise the collective persons. People together are just dumb. Sheep.