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Helping people doesn’t make me feel good about myself. It doesn’t make me happy. It doesn’t make me feel like a better person. It doesn’t make me feel like I’m making the world a better place. It doesn’t do any of these things for me because at the bottom of it all I’m a pretty selfish person. I think we all are. I’d much prefer to live my life and not worry about anyone else’s. I think we all would, and sometimes I think we all do. But I can hear my heart beating. I can hear their hearts beating. I can hear the human noise we are making though none of us are speaking or moving. And I am compelled by the Compassion and Love that flows through my veins to ease the suffering I see all around me. This is why I help people.
I was at my…
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