At times I am torn between the two worlds. Not only am I very kind and considerate person by nature I was also raised that way. Many people have said that I am one of the kindest people they know. However on the other hand being constantly bombarded by the total disregard of most people throughout my life I have become quite cynical and I hate it. I don't want to die a bitter old man.

It is very disheartening to do my best to be kind and to try to help others when it is seen by most as a weakness, often it is thrown back in my face even by the people I have helped.

Will I ever stop trying to help others? I doubt it, so I guess I just have to live with all the bad people as best I can.

Have a good day/night all.