Compare them to the hundreds of young people here in Houston who have lost everything, yet still stepped up to the plate to help others. In my own family, I have watched some leave their own leaky homes to volunteer while some of the Millenials bitched because momma wasn't home to fix them a meal. I've also seen some of the Millenials helping older strangers rip out Sheetrock. I cannot judge them (and please don't think I think that's what you are doing, because I KNOW you're not). I have been sick for a month, but that's no excuse. I am old myself, but that still isn't an excuse. What I AM is mentally on burnout, and watching these people puts me in mind of rabid dogs, and I HOPE they see how much they are detested. God forgive me, but I want them to suffer individually like they've made each other suffer collectively. Unfortunately, I think only personal pain will give them a moment's pause.
I know in my heart I shouldn't feel such anger towards these people, but I do. They are such miserable people. Friendship, my butt. Motivator? What a joke. What a crock when the miserable crybaby is the only one with a small spark of human decency..
"Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not it's goal." - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow