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My barrel is full, will overflow soon, I don’t know what to do.
It’s a daily insult to my intelligence, a daily kick to my humanity.
A daily trampling of my emotions.
Tag: <span>Empathy</span>
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I feel a lot — sometimes, too much. Too intensely, too close. There are so many things that emotionally challenge me, sometimes draining all my energy. I wish I could just switch it off. Like the TV, when the program gets too loud, too hectic.
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I’m Cry, beloved country,
For what we fear will come.
A bleak, uncertain future
Leaves us feeling numb.
Most of us here in the US have never heard of Reem Sahwil and I want her to meet you, that’s why I am writing this post. In 2015, a 14-year-old Palestinian refugee in Germany burst into tears in front of the camera, midway through an encounter with German Chancellor Angela Merkel, as she begged Merkel to spare her family from deportation.
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Something happened last week, that made me rethink and reevaluate my beliefs (?) or perhaps as someone who claims to be agnostic, I should not use the word BELIEVE, but instead call it opinion.
For years, the number of homeless people has been rising in Europe and in America but not in Finland. The country’s Housing First Program aims to eliminate the problem by 2027. But how?
During my childhood, it became clear to me that I perceived things differently than other kids my age. I became sad very quickly and took the suffering of other people very much to heart. When we watched a sad movie, I burst into tears and was heartbroken. This earned me the reputation of being very “touchy” and or overly sensitive. I took criticism and devaluations very seriously and felt very vulnerable.
The next time you see a homeless person on the streets, think of me. As many know, we were houseless for a few months just thirteen years ago. And no I have to ask a favor, please.
I’m sitting outside underneath our gazebo. From here I can see the peek of our neighbor’s homes. We all have 6′ privacy fences around our yards, and screens and blinds on our windows.
As a society, we have become heartless.
Homeless people who are living in tents bothered us. “They are too close,” we say, and grumble about a woman who sleeps in her car, and who has chosen our safe subdivision to do so.