Ending another day honoring those you have hurt
I am frail and broken, and afraid. But I will not forget.
And I will be here forever.
I represent those before me who you have hurt.
Those before me who are the victims of your selfish certainty. We universally deserved the pain you dish out. And because of that we are not worthy of mention.
All the sick people who hate you.
I'll resign. All you have to do is begin to help others. You don't help others with your work, which is not relevant or particularly helpful. You help others by loving them and holding them. By listening. The normal stuff included in any list of caring activities. Lending a gentle loving hand to those of us who are down.
Not begrudging small generosities when you are stealing from the bank of love. .
We do not want to see you perform emotional scales.
We do not like your theater or writing, and we universally laugh at the hypocrisy of you as a professional caregiver (I'm sure you've never been paid for that…unless someone wanted something from you). We do not want your version of family.
We want evidence that you're human. That you n get down in the shit and pick up a shovel.
Join humanity. Watch the hatred subside. See how it feels to help the wounded get back on their feet. Rather than pushing our faces into the tarmac with your boots. And then wandering off to see who you can screw next.
And I will be here forever.
I represent those before me who you have hurt.
Those before me who are the victims of your selfish certainty. We universally deserved the pain you dish out. And because of that we are not worthy of mention.
All the sick people who hate you.
I'll resign. All you have to do is begin to help others. You don't help others with your work, which is not relevant or particularly helpful. You help others by loving them and holding them. By listening. The normal stuff included in any list of caring activities. Lending a gentle loving hand to those of us who are down.
Not begrudging small generosities when you are stealing from the bank of love. .
We do not want to see you perform emotional scales.
We do not like your theater or writing, and we universally laugh at the hypocrisy of you as a professional caregiver (I'm sure you've never been paid for that…unless someone wanted something from you). We do not want your version of family.
We want evidence that you're human. That you n get down in the shit and pick up a shovel.
Join humanity. Watch the hatred subside. See how it feels to help the wounded get back on their feet. Rather than pushing our faces into the tarmac with your boots. And then wandering off to see who you can screw next.
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