couldnt you have gotten a hold of the police about it? they might even be able to find a group that helps people in need to help with your money issue. no one should ever have to do that.
Hi sister, I do care, I honestly do, it hurts my heart that that happened to you. I don’t want the world to be like this, all this cruelty, all the evil, all of humanity’s bad tendencies..
May I tell you a story?
The story is real. There was a girl who, from one day to the next, closed herself off. She talked to no one, sat at the very back, and stood there silently. People knew that something has happened to her, that she’s keeping a bad experience to herself, and that because of this it’s hurting her even more. So one day, in the church, the pastor waved 50€. He wrinkled the banknote a lot, spat on it, threw it on the ground, and stepped on it many times. And said: “Whoever dares to take this banknote, let that person come and take it.” The girl got up, walked from the back of the church to the banknote in the podium and took it. The pastor asked her “Why do you take that wrinkled, spat and stepped on banknote?” And she said “Because it still has value.” BECAUSE IT STILL HAS VALUE!!!
Later, she revealed that she needed money, and had sold her body for exactly that amount of money. That she felt dirty, used; she felt how you’re feeling. But she still has value, and so do you!!! The banknote may be wrinkled, spat and stepped on, but it’s still worth the same amount!! And so do you, you’re still incredibly precious, no matter what!!!
Edit: the correct translation of “Porque sigue valiendo lo mismo” from Spanish would be “Because it’s still worth the same”, instead of “Because it still has value.”
your story actually helped me a little bit as i did do something for money once. it was only a couple dollars and what i did wasnt that bad…but still. plus there were all those times i let someone touch me just for attention. that actually makes me feel worse. especially what he went on to do later…
(i thought youd like to know your story helped someone)
and youre right, all this cruelty is another reason i dont want to live. i just dont want to be alive with all these horrible doing things and hurting others.
Hi sister, I’m glad to hear that!! 😀 Yes, knowing that my story helped someone, no matter how little, gives me hope and encourages me to help more people. Thank you for sharing it!!
I just watched this video, I’d like to share the last minute of it: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3D0Uw-y9mrk
It gives me hope in the sense that, one day all this evil in the world will end; for after seeing the face of evil, people want to become better. The Love is in our hearts; we may forget it, but the alternative is always there to remind us. Our fragile existence stands as a reminder of how precious our life is, of all of us, in this vast and empty space. The potential that it holds, the potential that we all hold; both for good and evil; but the face of evil, once seen, convinces.
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couldnt you have gotten a hold of the police about it? they might even be able to find a group that helps people in need to help with your money issue. no one should ever have to do that.
Sounds easy, I hope I could do that, How I wish I could have. But the situation’s a lot different.
Hi sister, I do care, I honestly do, it hurts my heart that that happened to you. I don’t want the world to be like this, all this cruelty, all the evil, all of humanity’s bad tendencies..
May I tell you a story?
The story is real. There was a girl who, from one day to the next, closed herself off. She talked to no one, sat at the very back, and stood there silently. People knew that something has happened to her, that she’s keeping a bad experience to herself, and that because of this it’s hurting her even more. So one day, in the church, the pastor waved 50€. He wrinkled the banknote a lot, spat on it, threw it on the ground, and stepped on it many times. And said: “Whoever dares to take this banknote, let that person come and take it.” The girl got up, walked from the back of the church to the banknote in the podium and took it. The pastor asked her “Why do you take that wrinkled, spat and stepped on banknote?” And she said “Because it still has value.” BECAUSE IT STILL HAS VALUE!!!
Later, she revealed that she needed money, and had sold her body for exactly that amount of money. That she felt dirty, used; she felt how you’re feeling. But she still has value, and so do you!!! The banknote may be wrinkled, spat and stepped on, but it’s still worth the same amount!! And so do you, you’re still incredibly precious, no matter what!!!
Edit: the correct translation of “Porque sigue valiendo lo mismo” from Spanish would be “Because it’s still worth the same”, instead of “Because it still has value.”
your story actually helped me a little bit as i did do something for money once. it was only a couple dollars and what i did wasnt that bad…but still. plus there were all those times i let someone touch me just for attention. that actually makes me feel worse. especially what he went on to do later…
(i thought youd like to know your story helped someone)
and youre right, all this cruelty is another reason i dont want to live. i just dont want to be alive with all these horrible doing things and hurting others.
Hi sister, I’m glad to hear that!! 😀 Yes, knowing that my story helped someone, no matter how little, gives me hope and encourages me to help more people. Thank you for sharing it!!
I just watched this video, I’d like to share the last minute of it: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3D0Uw-y9mrk
It gives me hope in the sense that, one day all this evil in the world will end; for after seeing the face of evil, people want to become better. The Love is in our hearts; we may forget it, but the alternative is always there to remind us. Our fragile existence stands as a reminder of how precious our life is, of all of us, in this vast and empty space. The potential that it holds, the potential that we all hold; both for good and evil; but the face of evil, once seen, convinces.
The Love in our hearts is always there, it’s us who have separated ourselves away from it. I’d also love to share this: https://www.planetary.org/explore/space-topics/earth/pale-blue-dot.html
Your uncle is a sick fuck and you are a victim of this miserly society.
You are innocent.
Thank you really, I appreciate it.
I was raped when I was twelve, I felt the same, because I couldn’t tell anyone out of fear of getting in trouble.
I do hope we get the peace of mind we both deserve.
(I snuck out with my best friend and didn’t want my parents to find out)
I’m sorry this is tearing you apart.
I’m sorry for the same thing you went through. It’s tough but somehow, I’m still hoping we get through it.