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Once upon a time, there lived a remarkably kind man. He extended his help to anyone facing troubles, guiding them through challenging situations, offering shelter, providing financial aid, and performing countless other acts of generosity. He never once pondered the potential ramifications on his own life, but rather selflessly dedicated himself to aiding others.
As days turned into weeks and weeks into years, those he assisted found their lives transformed – they achieved financial prosperity and stability, and the path ahead seemed considerably smoother. However, in stark contrast, the kind man's life began to grow increasingly difficult. He found himself constantly burdened by stress and overwhelmed by debts. Each day became a new struggle, an ongoing battle. Yet, he refused to succumb; he continued to fight valiantly.
He often wondered, "I've always treated people with kindness and compassion. I've gone to great lengths to offer assistance without any ill intentions. So why does life seem so relentless in testing me?"
The saddest aspect of this tale is that while people observed the kind man's arduous journey, they never paused to contemplate lending him a hand in return. They watched as he faced one challenge after another, yet the thought of reciprocating his kindness never crossed their minds.
This story raises thought-provoking questions: Is the kind man displaying naivety by neglecting his own well-being? Or are the individuals he helped solely focused on their own betterment, displaying a sense of selfishness?
In essence, this narrative delves into the complexities of selflessness, shedding light on the inherent challenges and the unanticipated consequences that can befall those who dedicate their lives to aiding others.
It also prompts us to reflect on the nature of reciprocity, questioning whether true kindness should be a two-way street, and whether the kind man's unwavering altruism is indeed a virtue or, in some respects, a vulnerability.
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I know this man. In fact, he's in the room next to me asleep. This man willed me everything he owns. This man brought me groceries every weekend during lockdown. He paid my rent during lockdown. He bought me a car. Put me on his phone plan. This man ran up his debt for me. He does so much for me. He puts Gatorades in the freezer for me before leaving for work, so they're frozen when I get up. He encourages me to do whatever I want to do as long as it's in my best interest. His kindness and selflessness has changed my life. I'm 31. He's 67. We met 3 years ago. Almost 4. At a spa. He came in at closing time and I went ahead and took him for the hr massage. I didn't mind. He talked about his dogs and work. He never made me feel uncomfortable or as if he had some ulterior motive behind everything. He has been the same guy from start to finish. Through and through. He leads by example.
Sad part is, you're right. Days turn into weeks. Weeks into months. Months into years. Things start catching up with the body after working outside 10 hrs a day 5 days a week for 25 years at the same company. It was 102°f real feel today where we live. Someone his age shouldn't be out in that kinda heat as is. But to be layered up in long sleeves and pants, outside for the whole 10 hr shift in those kinda elements. It's insane to me. He's healthy. At least, he's been healthy. Now he dr retired and he doesn't have insurance so when he runs out of his blood pressure meds that's it. According to the state, he makes too much to qualify for medicaid. And it's not like the bosses care enough to factor in his age and the weather conditions when loading him up with 17/18 stops a day. He walks when he treats these lawns. He's not on a buggie or anything. He's got numerous awards for being the best. He's an asset. But do they care? Not really. And it's getting to him . He eats less. He doesn't drink water like ever I mean at all. He drinks coke. Half calf coffee in the morning. And maybe some sweet tea or a Gatorade throughout the day. He sweats from head to toe. He really really needs to see a chiropractor but he works Monday through Friday during most business hours. He has the off season. About 8 weeks in the winter off work bc of the snow. Even tho they start back early February anyway. 🙄
Some people in this world, live to give. And that's great. It's beautiful really. But reciprocity is very important. It's hard sometimes to do things for selfless people. It may make them elated or feel uncomfortable.
I want so badly to retire him. I want so badly to be able to tell him they house is paid off, you can hang it up. I want to fix his credit score that I fucked up. Unintentionally but nonetheless. He's been the most solid person I've ever had in my life. Ever. And he didn't know me from Adam before that day at the spa. Before I moved in, he had been alone, living alone, with a dog or 2, for 20+ years. That breaks my heart to even think of today. Bc he's such a great man. He has do much to offer the world fr. His soul is beautiful. He's fun. He knows so much about music. He paid his student loans off in full without assistance. And when his wives took his kids away and cleaned him out and left him with not even a towel to take a shower with after work, he paid all of his childsupport. In full. He's just such a good man. I wish I knew how to reciprocate that love to him. The debt is overwhelming. He gets really depressed sometimes. He's way too hard on himself. Inflation and the way shit is today has him all the way fucked up. He deserves more. His body deserves a rest. A real rest. Not a 6hr rest and then back at em' at 430am. It's taking a toll on his mental health. Everyday is a struggle but he does it. When he expresses his feelings about it all, he apologizes for whining. I remind him he's not whining. How he feels is valid. He's allowed to express that. Thing is, validating his feelings and eating dinner with him everynight, isn't going to take any of the weight off him. Though I can see his appreciation always, I see the heaviness more.
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