I don't know what I don't know, but months ago I thought a friend was
sick or despairing. I was afraid that this person would get so much
unnecessary or untrue "bad news" from people that he would despair and .
. .
I was afraid, also, that the friend was sick and people might talk him into euthanasia or assisted suicide.
I tried to urge people not to give this person rashly judged or invented "bad news" and/or not to "euthanize" this person. I tried to urge the person not to listen to such negativity. I had no idea if I was right about either the despair or the sickness, and I knew I risked looking like a fool -- but, you know what? Just in case I was right about any part of it, the person was certainly worth my effort!
So, I spoke out. Call me crazy, but I felt it was the right thing to do.
I was afraid, also, that the friend was sick and people might talk him into euthanasia or assisted suicide.
I tried to urge people not to give this person rashly judged or invented "bad news" and/or not to "euthanize" this person. I tried to urge the person not to listen to such negativity. I had no idea if I was right about either the despair or the sickness, and I knew I risked looking like a fool -- but, you know what? Just in case I was right about any part of it, the person was certainly worth my effort!
So, I spoke out. Call me crazy, but I felt it was the right thing to do.
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