Compassion is something I always viewed in a cynical way. I thought if people were being compassionate they were only pretending to care because they either had something to gain, or were humoring their own ego. My perspective on the subject has changed drastically over the past few years. I think something else about compassion that I previously had believed was that displaying compassion for the suffering of someone else was somehow relieving them of their own responsibility for the consequences of their actions. It is funny to me now because I did everything I could to shirk my own responsibility for my lot in life (at that time). You see, in my head I was a real victim of bad luck and horrible circumstances and none of my misery was my fault; but I certainly felt everyone else was responsible for their misfortunes. Insane, I know. I know now that sometimes life hands you a bucket of dirty mop water to quench your thirst, but if you take the right action you can turn that dirty water into clean water. So, I can have compassion for others without justifying their perceived oppression of circumstances, and encourage them to take responsibility for their own actions.; the two things are not mutually exclusive. I can show compassion in a various number of ways from donating money to giving my time to work, or even just giving my ear to listen. I believe today that I have a better understanding of the fundamentals of compassion and hope that I can continue to grow in that respect. Thanks for reading, have a great weekend everyone!