We are all created with our uniqueness, and that's what makes us peculiar in our way. The good traits possessed by one might not be found in another, not because he or she isn't created right, as many do say that someone bad is probably created by an angel under punishment rather than God himself. That's hilarious though because we are all beautifully created, and that's what differentiates us from one another.
I'm always happy when I see someone willing to help others in distress or whoever is going through a difficult time or the other. It shows a high level of humanity, and that helps build strong bonds and love between people, but these days, things are different. People are now taking acts of kindness as foolishness; they believe once they request help and you lend a helping hand, they have successfully fooled you, which is not supposed to be so. Any act of kindness towards any individual should be appreciated because it takes someone who has the genuine heart of giving, caring, and helping to be able to render help even when it's not comfortable for him or her.
Being too kind is something I will call my weak point. I hate seeing people in pain, I hate seeing people in distress, and I always have this urge to help everyone I meet in one trouble or the other. I always want to lessen and ease the burden they might be carrying and help out of the trouble that they might find themselves in. Even though I know it's so impossible to help everyone, I still want to be selfless and render help to people without expecting any reward in return. Some people understand that such an act is unique and not easy to come by, but they always appreciate and try their best to keep a good relationship because they know the importance.
Some people appreciate an act of kindness, while some don't. In my journey as an adult, I've met quite a good number of people whom I've been able to help in one way or another. Some of us are still on good terms to date, and some that I've let go due to a misunderstanding. I just can't overlook someone in trouble, except I don't have a means of helping at that particular time, and even if I don't, I will still work my way around it to see that I help such an individual. But what amazes me at times is going out of my way to help someone, and in the end, such a person is an ingrate, making me feel bad for helping out. It always hits me so badly when my kind heart is being taken for granted or seeing me as a fool when what I was only trying to do was help.
Sometimes I wish I could just stop being kind, watching people suffer, and refusing to help even when I have what it takes to help. I just want to act neutral with some slight wickedness in it, but then I can't. Even if you hurt me and you still needed my help, you will still find me helping you out; I guess that's just who I am that I can't change, and I will remain so even when I'm not being appreciated.
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