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was watching a drugged homeless person leaning against a tree at a red light today. 

kept imagining that he was once a little baby, with a loving mother and father. odds are he was loved as human nature encodes love towards children.

where are they? what happened? how do u get here?

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thank you for sharing this, and appreciate how you could approach the moment with such empathy and compassion.

i am so emotionally torn whenever i think about this issue. there are good people and there are bad people and there are hurt people. it is hard to know which someone is when they are so heavily drugged.

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Often it’s the parents’ traumas/issues that get passed on, either indirectly or directly. I try to teach my kids not to be judgmental and remind them of how fortunate they truly are to have stable and loving adults in their lives.

my pondering is not on the cause of the homelessness, but more on the reason for the broken innate bond with parents.

Undiagnosed/untreated mental health issues, unaddressed traumas, drugs. I do a lot of volunteering with this population and these are the common issues.

Sometimes they hurt their loved ones so much that they cannot spend anymore energy on saving them.

Solid imaging in you did there, more people should do such 

First two questions, no clue (rhetorical yeah) 

Third question, many ways, pain, trauma, captured will, “hate”, etc

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why feel the need to reflect on it on social for likes? I appreciate reflecting on our origins but this context & situation it feels off. 

homelessness can’t be solved by one person or a small group. but we can all try when presented the opportunity, even after bad experiences. we can’t give up on the vulnerable.

hmmm i don’t find it distasteful at all. i think this was a reflective post, not intended to solve the homeless crisis, but to provoke deeper thinking about our origins.



also last time i showed a form of assistance to a homeless person in LA i got shoved off the sidewalk, everybody has different experiences

I don’t really think it’s beneficial to think of the love they might have had, it’s better to show them YOUR love. Next time I’d try offering a form of assistance in any capacity. 

I don’t mean this to be judgmental, just something more constructive than a social post about this. It feels distasteful tbh

Love is not a code. Plus, maybe his parents are dead?