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“I see and hear terrible things on the news everyday. Another person dies and we don't even blink an eye. Someone is getting harassed on the streets and we just duck our heads and walk away. Witnesses and bystanders become associates when they don't do anything, when they look the other way and allow things like that to happen. When I got home I threw myself into bed and cried. I've been crying a lot lately; raging waterfalls—my tears are—they don't seem to run dry. I stopped talking to people months ago. They weren't helping me find any answers— if anything they were creating more questions. They would just nod and smile and nod some more. I don't think they understand. I don't think all the qualifications and certificates in the world could open their eyes and make them see. You know there's a difference between looking and actually seeing. All they seem to do is tell me things will be okay...but this sadness inside of me doesn't seem to stop growing. "

"Everywhere I look, all I see is pain. It's not me but it's them. I can't seem to make it stop. Everyone’s hurting so much and I can't do anything to stop it. I think my problem is that I'm starting to see that world for what it really is and it's even worst than what I expected it to be.."

"People are so detached nowadays. We have all these new technological advances that are suppose to help us come closer together but all I see is a new barrier that pushes us further apart. Take for example, social media. We think we're socializing and connecting with people but we're not. It's like smartphones are becoming our sole companions. We're constantly on them, with them.. some of us can't bear the thought of being separated from them. It's all just noise. It's all just one big distraction that takes us away from thinking of all the terrible things going on in the world."