Its tough enough saving oneself. It has only really been a year or two that I've really put my neuroticism to bed. (arising only sparingly) Along the way, I think Michelle is a convert. Other than that, well, I think I've figured out that you can't save people who don't want to be saved. (or have a different idea of what being saved is) People complain about how they hate themselves, their family, friends and society at large, but actually offering a solution isn't what they want. I've come to the conclusion that people just want to vent to a sympathetic audience. (should've listened to one of my own quotes, huh) Its no wonder that within 5 years, the majority of psychologists burn out of the filed and go into research or something else. Essentially, you become toilet paper. People contact you or reach out otherwise when there are in need, but once you go through all the effort of wiping the shit off their asses, then its the toilet for you; until the next breakdown.
If there is a God, then its probably why He doesn't intervene. "God God, save me, please, I need you" "Pete, I have waited for you to come back to me, here, let me fulfill your need" "Thanks God. Uh yea, I gotta go back to doing things that help further glorify myself. When it hits the fan though, I'll definately get back to you on that" I seriously wonder if he rolls his eyes at all of it, thinking to himself " What didn't I do for Israel...they can just put it on the voicemail, I'm done with this"
Blah. I guess my best chance to ensure my own need to pass a bit of me off can be channeled through lil tino! Hopefully can help him avoid all the nonsense. Though right now he is sick....:( I hope his fever comes down and stuff. So yeah, anyways, i think I should sleep. This has been another inspiring entry by yours truely. Nighty night
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