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“You’re So Foolish”
“Why do you make yourself so sad?”
“You make yourself look older when you frown.”
“It’s stupid to think about things that can’t help happening.”
I have been called ‘foolish’ for thinking about modern slave labor,
teens sent to ranches who aren’t allowed to use a proper toilet and are limited to taking two five-minute showers a week,
women who are beaten unconscious by their husbands/boyfriends,
people who are tied up for hours and various other tragedies
and excruciatingly painful situations.
My mind has always gone in that direction for as far back as I can remember.
Stories of teens whose parents’ deaths sent them into mental turmoil,
of girls who are unbearably forced to marry men even older than their fathers,
of people who live without limbs or vision,
of people who remain lonely and unloved no matter how hard they try to change their situation,
of fathers who humiliate their daughters in order to ‘teach’ them,
of rape and/or torture victims
have always drawn me in to sympathize.
