Homeless People

So I went to downtown LA yesterday and we all know that place is filled with homeless people. Being at the Downtown Women's Shelter has brought me a whole new perspective of homeless people. Some people did not even have the choice to be homeless, they just were. and i mean yes, they are homeless, no home no money. but COME 'ON. make something out of your lives. at least try to do something instead of sitting on the floor begging for money. My gmom's friend is poor but at least she picks out plastic bottles from the trash can and tries to make something out of her life. at least she doesn't sit there to rot and she earns some money although it might not be worth a lot. There are two kinds, the ones that are worth giving money to and ones who are not.

We were driving through the union station area around Olvera Street and there is this guy with the cardboard that stated.

"Please give me some food. I'm hungry and God Bless You. "

He was walking around the cars and crossing the streets, putting it in front of the cars so we could see them. No one believed him. So when the stop light turned green, he walked back to the light. then he held out a bag of Doritos and started eating it. You already have food!! OKay now go pick out some bottles and then trade them for money if you want food. THANK YOU. GOOD BYE.

Boundaries

so we talked about boundaries yesterday, very interesting. Boundaries are invisble borders in which you have in a physical, mental, and emotional way. I never knew that i had things called "boundaries" because it was just like whatever. It made me think of those times when my boundaries were passed. (Ex : people copying my homework, having my alone time violated, and just never saying no to things i didn't want to say.) It made me realize by doing that, I was not taking control of my life and my happiness. I was just making it worse for myself. I was AFRAID of people's reaction whenever i say no so i just let them do it anyway knowing that i will feel horrible about not speaking up about it afterwards. Why do I do that? If i tell them, will it such make me to be a worse person to them because I didn't do what they ask. I would like to help someone out of love and not just because people tell me to and i do it bitterly and feeling guilty. At the same time, i wish people would respect my boundaries and I learn to respect other people's for the time in the future.