I had no compassion for these people anymore. Our environment was so contained that everything was blown out of proportion. And I had finally had enough. Sitting in that almost empty room, my suspicions were confirmed. Something was seriously wrong with this place. And I wanted out.
compassion is a feeling shown in many different ways. whether it be between a friend or a relative. compassion means caring for others like being trustworthy towards them. my friends are not always compassionate or caring to me. it is not a good feeling but i manage through
There he sat, feeling alone. He didn’t know what to do anymore. The world seemed so cruel now, and nothing made sense anymore. If only he had someone to talk to… But then he heard footsteps and when he looked up, he saw a girl walking towards him. When she saw him there, his face streaked with tears, she said, “What’s the matter?” For a second, he didn’t know what to say. “I- I don’t know…” he managed. “It’s just.. nothing ever seems to work out anymore.” He stopped himself before he started to cry again, his throat already starting to choke up. “Hey,” she said as she sat down next to him, “maybe you can tell me about it, whatever it is…” And with that, he started talking, telling her everything wrong in his life. She listened, not interrupting once through the whole story.
Blaidd Llywd
the word to describe how you feel with others, have compassion have sympathy be nice, you’re not always right and you don’t have to be insensitive. Be caring, be thoughtful, show the others how you feel, let them feel like they have a friend. be there, love easily that’s all you have to do. that’s all that matters if everyone was more compassionate then life would be better.
grace
I have felt too much compassion these days. I think they need help. I guess they need me. I feel no one but them. I wish they could say this. Wish, just wish
Luz
I look at his face and see that there are tears in his eyes. I am suddenly overcome by the need to hug him, the need to bury my face in his shoulder and thank him for feeling that way. But here we are, both stuck in our spots, standing and staring and feeling something warm inside of ourselves that is certainly not romantic love.
One is dumb. One is manipulative. Ok, the other one is dumb too. My attitude is hard. I am captive. I am suffocating. I’m not sure how I’ll survive. I attempt compassion but I want to crawl under my desk.
Once upon a time there was a princess. She was not like most princesses. She was mean and nasty. One day, a prince climbed into her tower to rescue her, and find a wife. However, she threw her shoes at him and asked him what he was doing there. He left. And hated all princesses from then on, without compassion. Never again did he give any other lady a chance, and he died alone.
Alicia
The overwhelming sensation of pity for others. The festering wound that is sympathy. Compassion grows in us like a virus, making us sickeningly kind.
maddi
sunchity munchity stuff. gets in the way of everything, fuels the need for human connection, still only a distant memorey in the minds of the savage survivors of what was onece a social rder and peace. the lighter tint of evil
casey
i felt this when i was a little girl upon seeing my grandmother hug a homeless woman on the street. i think of Jesus and how he had compassion for the woman who touched his garment and was suddenly healed. i want to have more compassion for every person i see.
a
Compassion. Who gives a *** about compassion?! Right now. You’re telling me to be compassionate? That guy just stole the only money I have to cross the country with in a time of two days. I am not the Bishop of Les Mis.
Lindsay
Another Chance
Loving
I had compassion for her- even though she had dropped my backpack in a puddle and “accidentally” tripped me – so I let her borrow my pencil and said “thats ok” when she broke it. She pushed me in soccer, but I let her have my extra cookie when she forgot her snack. Compassion.
McKinley
Compassion is something that seems to be missing in today’s society. No body cares about anyone else except themselves. They don’t worry about other people’s problems, just their own. They don’t feel compassion, sorrow, or sympathy. Just selfishness.
Morgan
Compassion is a feeling that’s not common. I think it’s something that needs to be introduced and taught for a person to realize they ever had any at all. It’s an emotion that is uniquely human and wonderfully raw.
Liz
My compassion is your compassion. That is to say, I’m sharing this thing called compassion with you; not that my compassion IS yours. You have your own, and I also have my own. But there is a tiny bit of overlap. A compassion Venn Diagram is usually the best method to sort out our feelings.
Compassion for others is one thing I have to remember losing bits of, and keeping some for me. I have to be more selfish.
Alekss
I wish everyone would show more compassion. Judgement breeds anger, contempt, hurt and hate. Let us all think of the other person, their situation, the circumstances that led them there and maybe if their hand was forced? They had it all right in the 60s and 70s…it’s all about love and peace…
compassion is for life love and the less fortuante and the compasion comes from the heart the deepest part of our soul
christina thomson
Sintió compasión el río de la roca. Siempre estaba ahí, quieta. Jamás podría recorrer caminos como él. La roca vio esto y decidió convertirse en arena, para así viajar con el viento.
Compassion is the best thing you can give to a person its about caring for them and loving them and knowing that you have to tell them what they need to hear and not what they want to hear, thats why its compassion you need to do whats best for them and not whats best for you for once. Its important that your do that. Some of my friends have compassion and some dont.
Michayla
Compassion is important, but I think I seem to lack it. Love is its child. I seem to have skipped a generation. I put on a facade of compassion, but deep down, I really couldn’t care less. I am in a bubble, untouchable above the clouds.
He couldn’t help it. People always said his compassion would be his down fall, as odd as that might sound. He was just so willing to do anything to help anyone. It didn’t really matter if he knew them or not. He had some angel complex. If only he did everything he could have to stay with his family. We miss you.
Compassion means so much to all of us but none of us really understand it. I mean we can try. We want to understand. When your eyes lock with those that are feeling tears you want desperately to understand compassion and show but sometimes were just too shocked or forgetful of the definition to illustrate it. I hope one day the shock will wear off and we can but how it will be there forward? After the compassion is shown? Do we know?
Jane
when you help someone that you hate, but you never bring it up again.
She held no compassion for her guests, no subtle recognition played in her eyes. Only a hostess, with her marble eyes gleaming with service. She was not there to know you, not there to be your friend. She just made sure you thought she was kind, and that the parties she had were good. Relationships were not her thing.
Mary
I am compassionate about things that present themselves to me abruptly and alter my life, whether shortly or for the long run.
With French Horn, it changed who I was, and I loved the beauty I created with it.
With guys, I love the way they touch and smell and feel and taste, and if they are amazing they really make me want to be a better person.
With the damn parking permit I received today, I want to murder meter maids for being such assholes.
What is this feeling? I have never felt this before. not even when i was a kid.I feel i should apologize for ever doing that to you..What is happening?
Katy Struntz
Love no matter what. Seeing everyone as equal. No judging. No hate. Peace. No hurt and pain. Loving yourself and others.
Jessica
the light in his eyes said everything. she could stay here. maybe raise the baby. she had a home, and with Mr. Henderson. thank you! she said.
then after 10 years of raising the child, Florina, Ms. Dahntry and Mr. Henderson grew fonder and fonder of each other and soon they were married. but this would not have happened if it weren’t for Mr. Henderson’s compassion of welcoming her into his lonely halls of which a baby girl and a missing wife was to found
Jillian
I have compassion for all the living things that never had a chance. For all the broken hearts that have yet to heal. For the family who has lost the loved one. Compassion is one of the greatest virtues a person can wield.
I had no compassion for these people anymore. Our environment was so contained that everything was blown out of proportion. And I had finally had enough. Sitting in that almost empty room, my suspicions were confirmed. Something was seriously wrong with this place. And I wanted out.
they said those people were compassionate. i don’t really see it that way at all. compassion is the same as pity; don’t you think?
don’t pity me.
mercy and a helping hand. I sure feels great when you are down!
compassion is a feeling shown in many different ways. whether it be between a friend or a relative. compassion means caring for others like being trustworthy towards them. my friends are not always compassionate or caring to me. it is not a good feeling but i manage through
Hurr Derp a derpa hurr derpy durr hurrpa derpity durpa hurrpa
LOL
There he sat, feeling alone. He didn’t know what to do anymore. The world seemed so cruel now, and nothing made sense anymore. If only he had someone to talk to… But then he heard footsteps and when he looked up, he saw a girl walking towards him. When she saw him there, his face streaked with tears, she said, “What’s the matter?” For a second, he didn’t know what to say. “I- I don’t know…” he managed. “It’s just.. nothing ever seems to work out anymore.” He stopped himself before he started to cry again, his throat already starting to choke up. “Hey,” she said as she sat down next to him, “maybe you can tell me about it, whatever it is…” And with that, he started talking, telling her everything wrong in his life. She listened, not interrupting once through the whole story.
the word to describe how you feel with others, have compassion have sympathy be nice, you’re not always right and you don’t have to be insensitive. Be caring, be thoughtful, show the others how you feel, let them feel like they have a friend. be there, love easily that’s all you have to do. that’s all that matters if everyone was more compassionate then life would be better.
I have felt too much compassion these days. I think they need help. I guess they need me. I feel no one but them. I wish they could say this. Wish, just wish
I look at his face and see that there are tears in his eyes. I am suddenly overcome by the need to hug him, the need to bury my face in his shoulder and thank him for feeling that way. But here we are, both stuck in our spots, standing and staring and feeling something warm inside of ourselves that is certainly not romantic love.
One is dumb. One is manipulative. Ok, the other one is dumb too. My attitude is hard. I am captive. I am suffocating. I’m not sure how I’ll survive. I attempt compassion but I want to crawl under my desk.
Doing things for others out of the kindness of your own heart.
It has been brought to my attention that I am cold. Frigid bitches can only hold cold hearts. Compassion breeds heat which an icy heart cannot carry.
Once upon a time there was a princess. She was not like most princesses. She was mean and nasty. One day, a prince climbed into her tower to rescue her, and find a wife. However, she threw her shoes at him and asked him what he was doing there. He left. And hated all princesses from then on, without compassion. Never again did he give any other lady a chance, and he died alone.
The overwhelming sensation of pity for others. The festering wound that is sympathy. Compassion grows in us like a virus, making us sickeningly kind.
sunchity munchity stuff. gets in the way of everything, fuels the need for human connection, still only a distant memorey in the minds of the savage survivors of what was onece a social rder and peace. the lighter tint of evil
i felt this when i was a little girl upon seeing my grandmother hug a homeless woman on the street. i think of Jesus and how he had compassion for the woman who touched his garment and was suddenly healed. i want to have more compassion for every person i see.
Compassion. Who gives a *** about compassion?! Right now. You’re telling me to be compassionate? That guy just stole the only money I have to cross the country with in a time of two days. I am not the Bishop of Les Mis.
Another Chance
Loving
I had compassion for her- even though she had dropped my backpack in a puddle and “accidentally” tripped me – so I let her borrow my pencil and said “thats ok” when she broke it. She pushed me in soccer, but I let her have my extra cookie when she forgot her snack. Compassion.
Compassion is something that seems to be missing in today’s society. No body cares about anyone else except themselves. They don’t worry about other people’s problems, just their own. They don’t feel compassion, sorrow, or sympathy. Just selfishness.
Compassion is a feeling that’s not common. I think it’s something that needs to be introduced and taught for a person to realize they ever had any at all. It’s an emotion that is uniquely human and wonderfully raw.
My compassion is your compassion. That is to say, I’m sharing this thing called compassion with you; not that my compassion IS yours. You have your own, and I also have my own. But there is a tiny bit of overlap. A compassion Venn Diagram is usually the best method to sort out our feelings.
love, care, empathy, family, friends.
Compassion for others is one thing I have to remember losing bits of, and keeping some for me. I have to be more selfish.
I wish everyone would show more compassion. Judgement breeds anger, contempt, hurt and hate. Let us all think of the other person, their situation, the circumstances that led them there and maybe if their hand was forced? They had it all right in the 60s and 70s…it’s all about love and peace…
compassion is for life love and the less fortuante and the compasion comes from the heart the deepest part of our soul
Sintió compasión el río de la roca. Siempre estaba ahí, quieta. Jamás podría recorrer caminos como él. La roca vio esto y decidió convertirse en arena, para así viajar con el viento.
some one you feel sorry for. your nice to a person………
Compassion is the best thing you can give to a person its about caring for them and loving them and knowing that you have to tell them what they need to hear and not what they want to hear, thats why its compassion you need to do whats best for them and not whats best for you for once. Its important that your do that. Some of my friends have compassion and some dont.
Compassion is important, but I think I seem to lack it. Love is its child. I seem to have skipped a generation. I put on a facade of compassion, but deep down, I really couldn’t care less. I am in a bubble, untouchable above the clouds.
He couldn’t help it. People always said his compassion would be his down fall, as odd as that might sound. He was just so willing to do anything to help anyone. It didn’t really matter if he knew them or not. He had some angel complex. If only he did everything he could have to stay with his family. We miss you.
Compassion means so much to all of us but none of us really understand it. I mean we can try. We want to understand. When your eyes lock with those that are feeling tears you want desperately to understand compassion and show but sometimes were just too shocked or forgetful of the definition to illustrate it. I hope one day the shock will wear off and we can but how it will be there forward? After the compassion is shown? Do we know?
when you help someone that you hate, but you never bring it up again.
compassion, empathy
She held no compassion for her guests, no subtle recognition played in her eyes. Only a hostess, with her marble eyes gleaming with service. She was not there to know you, not there to be your friend. She just made sure you thought she was kind, and that the parties she had were good. Relationships were not her thing.
I am compassionate about things that present themselves to me abruptly and alter my life, whether shortly or for the long run.
With French Horn, it changed who I was, and I loved the beauty I created with it.
With guys, I love the way they touch and smell and feel and taste, and if they are amazing they really make me want to be a better person.
With the damn parking permit I received today, I want to murder meter maids for being such assholes.
What is this feeling? I have never felt this before. not even when i was a kid.I feel i should apologize for ever doing that to you..What is happening?
Love no matter what. Seeing everyone as equal. No judging. No hate. Peace. No hurt and pain. Loving yourself and others.
the light in his eyes said everything. she could stay here. maybe raise the baby. she had a home, and with Mr. Henderson. thank you! she said.
then after 10 years of raising the child, Florina, Ms. Dahntry and Mr. Henderson grew fonder and fonder of each other and soon they were married. but this would not have happened if it weren’t for Mr. Henderson’s compassion of welcoming her into his lonely halls of which a baby girl and a missing wife was to found
I have compassion for all the living things that never had a chance. For all the broken hearts that have yet to heal. For the family who has lost the loved one. Compassion is one of the greatest virtues a person can wield.
A little compassion was all I ever wanted. Was that too much to ask for?