The title of this blog is entirely misleading. But I could not figure out what else to use so there it is. Read on...
I was born with something in my gut, something I'll call a "savior complex," for want of better words. I've never been a bawl-bag of compassion but somewhere deeper inside I've always cared. And I've been cursed with the ability to see people hurting. For some thirty years or so I thought the answer to fixing people's suffering was god. I was stupid, of course,…Continue