Why is that there are so many bad things in the world? I just don’t understand it. I am only one person, and I’ve seen so many terrible, horrible things. And it seems only to get worse and worse. If I am only one person, then does everyone see different terrible, horribe things? Are there really that many? Is the world really that terrible of a place? I feel like I’ve seen it all. I’ve seen self harm, self hatred, and self mutilation. I’ve seen alcohol and drugs used to numb people from their feelings. I’ve seen anorexia and mental illness. All of these, and none of the victims over 18. They’re all teenagers. It’s ridiculous. It’s terrible. It’s horrible. It’s evil. Is there something about me that makes people want to tell me their problems? Everyone feels worthless. Even I feel worthless. Why is that? Why does everyone feel worthless? Why must so many people have such extreme and unconventional coping mechanisms? Well, they’re almost conventional, now. That’s depressing. I just want to help the world. That’s my coping mechanism. I help people when I can’t help myself. I like doing things to help people. Spreading healing. That’s my calling.