a confession

I follow a few tweeps/friends/orgs etc. who are very compassionate souls. I wish I could be half as compassionate as some of them.

I believe that human trafficking is a problem.

I don’t know what to do about it.

I believe that there are needs: hunger, poverty, disease etc.

I don’t know what to do about it.

I almost feel like I’m afraid to put myself out there as any sort of advocate for organizations. I’m not totally sure how to put this into words exactly…

I used to care. I read and wrote a lot of stuff my senior year at APU.  I don’t know what happened.

this is not the end.

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