me

I was not gifted with the greatest empathy; in fact, so many things simply slide off me. But when I see that, within human fragility, there exists that condition of “survive by any means necessary,” I feel ashamed, and, as if I were a projector, I turn my unconscious toward my own limitations. Helping others begins to feel like an idyllic idea when, in reality, it is so simple; yet sometimes I look the other way when someone, out of necessity, extends a hand to me.