I come from a world that helps others. My (adoptive) parents were good people and raised me as such. I had manners. I respected my elders. And I was always taught that as a descent human being you are kind and always extended a hand to others in need. I never realized I was so lucky as a child. But even if I did my parents would never have allowed me to be anything but grateful. I was fortunate in life so I was taught through my parents and also through the Church that if you had abundance then you gave back to those in need. It was just what folk did in my world.
So when I moved into this building I was so trusting and still wanted to help others. But as we know that soon backfired as the people I helped were not only not grateful, but in stead took until the well was dry and then turned on me when I got fed up of being used and then made my life miserable. This was NOT the world I grew up in,… this world was completely foreign to me. And because of that I just didn’t know how to navigate it. And I got burned. These people USED me and then chewed me up and spit me out. And now I want nothing to do with them. They are narrow minded gossips who seem to only want to cause drama rather than look at the good in people. Instead of helping,… they attack,… and I don’t like this world at all. I want out. I want MY PEOPLE BACK. And they don’t live here. I need to get out of this building!
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