I’ve always put other people before me and recently it has escalated and I’ve more or less stopped taking care of myself or even seeing myself as someone/something important.

It has come to a point where I run into problems I cannot deal with, problems regarding my own life, but I don’t care about them. Some are quite serious and tough.

I’ve travelled to the refugee camps in Greece volunteering twice and that is all I can think of. These two trips have put me in debt and I am already planning my next trip, this time to Jordan. I am lucky to have a job today where I even get paid to work with and among unaccompanied refugee teenagers.

In a way I have never felt a purpose with my life until I first set my feet in a refugee camp half a year ago. But it has been at a price, a price I am willing to pay in order to help others who are in need. I realize I am in need myself in a way, but I compare my financial, mental and personal debts as nothing compared to the people I meet in the refugee camps. Hence I can still go on and on…

But things have happened. I have done stupid things, put myself in problems that might also affect my personal mission. It’s a long story and I could really use someone to tell it to without judging me. If you are a someone, please pm me.

But to summarise,
Can the cost of wanting to dedicate your life to others be too high? Even if one, me, is determined to do so? When should one stop?

Oh, I’m glad to be back here :)

Topics: empathy, humanism, altruism, Humanitarianism, refugee crisis