Does cynacism come with age?
Last night we went out for a night of clubbing after a long time, and when I was on my way home, one of my neighbours had fallen out of his car seat. He is an old man who uses a walking device to help him move around, and he had been in that position for the past half hour and his poor old wife had no strength to lift him up.
Luckily we had two boys strong enough to lift him, and we managed to help him inside the house safely.
I told my dad this today when he was giving me a lift, and he full on yelled at me for doing such a ‘dangerous’ thing. I thought I was just doing a good deed?
Apparently these days, we can’t trust anyone, and we have to be careful that they don’t rob or frame us. Where has this trust in people gone? It’s really sad when I think about it.
I want to believe in people…but it’s harder than I thought.
