AskSatanOperator
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I love people—because I feel a connection that comes from their being human. But I don’t love them—because most of the time, I cannot find a depth to truly connect with that humanity. I feel a sense of compassion, understanding, and sometimes even love for people. Because I can see their fragility, their pains, their helplessness. I can empathize. I try to understand them, and I even help some of them by guiding them.
In fact, for this reason, I offer free Tarot spread and spiritual work for people, and it helps them a lot. Even though I do not feel a warmth towards them, I want them to become better individuals. Because the world can improve through better people. Good people make the world more livable. And this is more important than my personal gain.
At the same time, I keep my distance from them and maintain my boundaries. Because the shallowness, selfishness, opportunism, or emotional falseness of people exhaust me. Of course, I am not an antisocial person who avoids others. On the contrary, people see me as a social person.
But inside, feeling this way and not showing it outwardly—could that be a problem? Or would that be hypocrisy? I don’t even know if the warmth I feel when helping people is genuine, or if I only care as long as they are useful. This sometimes makes me feel like a robot. Are the feelings I experience when helping others real, or just a sense of duty? Maybe it is just a momentary compassion.
In fact, for this reason, I offer free Tarot spread and spiritual work for people, and it helps them a lot. Even though I do not feel a warmth towards them, I want them to become better individuals. Because the world can improve through better people. Good people make the world more livable. And this is more important than my personal gain.
At the same time, I keep my distance from them and maintain my boundaries. Because the shallowness, selfishness, opportunism, or emotional falseness of people exhaust me. Of course, I am not an antisocial person who avoids others. On the contrary, people see me as a social person.
But inside, feeling this way and not showing it outwardly—could that be a problem? Or would that be hypocrisy? I don’t even know if the warmth I feel when helping people is genuine, or if I only care as long as they are useful. This sometimes makes me feel like a robot. Are the feelings I experience when helping others real, or just a sense of duty? Maybe it is just a momentary compassion.