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When You Want to Help Other People so Bad it Hurts
A few weeks ago, I told my wife through tears about how much I missed times when I got to help people more frequently.
I shared with her an experience I had read from my journal of a time before the career I’m currently in. I was walking to class and just had this feeling that I should walk a different way than I normally did, not thinking much of it.
About half an hour later I was sitting down to lunch with a good friend I hadn’t seen in a while.
It was his birthday.
A Family member was supposed to go to lunch with him but bailed.
So I bought him lunch.
I don’t have experiences like that nearly as often anymore because I got myself stuck behind a computer screen pushing buttons all day.
I chose the wrong career.
It’s killing me inside. I sort of always knew, but now that it’s obvious and I’ve said it out loud a few times, well, the implications of it are starting to hurt.
It’s like I can’t forgive myself for the people that I could have helped if I had taken the right path. The lives that I could have made a difference in had I just tried a little harder to find what was right for me.
