Now, I am in another mood.
I have been writing a letter of support for a grant for a local homeless youth shelter. My letter is making me cry.
Did you know that there are youth that have never experienced any kind of healthy relationship, even from their parents?
Did you know that there are youth that cannot even count the number sexual partners they have had in a given week in a vain attempt to dull the pain?
And agencies that try to veer them in the right direction are scrambling for funds, accepting crumbs while others have face lifts and breast jobs.
This world is so screwed.