You gotta be ruthless sometimes. It is not easy. Oh no. Because it is like being ruthless with yourself. Like Hitler in his Bunker, watching the apocalypse of his utopia, the fires bringing the end, undeniable, merciless, necessary and with a force that is godlike. So why do we hesitate? Because we know what it is like to be at the receiving end of problems. Or maybe we don't. And we are afraid. That we couldn't cope in a similar situation. I have had this thought for a while now: that pity for others is just a projection of the pity we have for ourselves. It like we see others as victims if we see ourselves as victims. I don't know. Sometimes things get confused. Some things are our issues and some others aren't. We need to be kind towards ourselves, too, sometimes. Everything else is being a martyr. Or a Saint. Or an angel. Surely. Surely these people must exist. And We owe them a lot. But it is very important - CRUCIAL - that we get crucified for the causes that are worth it. and not for every little injustice perceived, real or imagined.