I’m Not A Savior
Maybe I was wrong to think that I could reach out and help. The underlying feelings that I would save people by attempting to solve their problems. I can surely solve their problems, but then, it’s them who decide if they need saving. Not everyone needs to be saved, and they need to be loved precisely for how and who they are.
I’m to busy saving myself that I merely have the time to rescue someone else. My goal is to make peace with myself and attain unconditional love.
Perhaps I’m wiser now because I don’t want to “save” people anymore, I want to love them, and if I couldn’t at least, I shouldn’t hurt them.
And this time, I might be right.