Thanks Thumper.
This is making me very confused about my role in life. My friend, the neighbor, doesn't ask for or want my help. I'm trying to control him and his parenting. That I get. Now.
Working in social justice, i get phone calls from folks every week who aren't in a position to help themselves and want me to write about their plight.
I've realized lately that I can't get sucked into every conflict in every town across the state. Can't micromanage. Have to stay macro focused. In order to actually help folks, I have to focus on continuing to educate legislators and community leaders who create policy.
It all comes down to the same freaking question: where will I choose to put my time, thoughts and energy. With whom and how do I share my beautiful self? (even if i do think I"m a judgmental jerk sometimes
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