It’s hard to think about such young people dying. They are even younger than me, late teens or early twenties, and it’s crushing to know that some of them are in bad shape and won’t ever get the real help they need. Without funds and technology and education, many will be diagnosed incorrectly, treated improperly, and not understood. I’d like to put a positive message here about keeping on and sticking it out, but today, I don’t have one. A death always merits mourning, especially when it’s someone you’re trying to help. Today, my heart goes out to your family. I hope “Samal” made a difference in your life. You were loved like anyone else, perhaps even more so. Indeed, my friend, you are love.
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Ok, i am officially depressed
Whether you made a difference in this specific case isn't nearly as important as the fact you've made the attempt to make a difference. You most likely won't ever know the exact impact you make, but know that in the eyes of many, the effort counts.
You don't even know who will read your blog and be inspired to take action. I know of a former adult film actress who read my Peace Corps ramblings and took it upon herself to sign up (I told her she had the best title for an autobiography, should she choose to write one: "From Porn Star to Peace Corps").
Of course you should mourn the loss, but also know that the attempt counts for a lot. I think it was St. Augustine who said, "I don't always know the right thing to do, Lord, but I think the fact that I want to please you pleases you." Religious or not, try to live a good life and try to improve the quality of life for others. Do that and you'll have an impact.
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