Why do I even bother?

I'm cursed.

There is something about me that doesn't want to let people make mistakes.

It's like being a firefighter in a forest stomping out all the little fires before they can turn into big ones.

It drives me frigging crazy. I guess unnecessary suffering is what I want to eliminate.

It doesn't work.

I'll be at a bar with some friends and a fight breaks out. Stupid friend gets caught up in the moment and starts walking toward the fight with a weird gleam in his eye.

I grab his stupid mesmerized butt and yank him out of the bar...and he gets pissed off at me as 5 cops rush in and start busting heads. "I wasn't gonna do nothin why did you grab me"

Dipshit.

Or someone calls me for advice: "hey I'm at the car lot and they have this 1999 lexus for $26,000... I ask "whats the interest rate?" he goes 26%... should I buy it?

I tell them to stop! cease and desist so I can come over and take you car shopping so you don't get screwed.

They start yelling at me that they are going to buy the car anyway and "why am I being such a dick?"

Another set of friends started getting involved in a religious cult. Smart guys, easily misled.

I say: "dude you told me 5 years ago that if you ever looked at me with a blank glazed over stare and exclaim "did you know jesus loves you?" that I had full permission to shoot you dead right on the spot.

Nope they weren't worth killin. Now they are in la la land now without a free thought in the world bending over for some cult of personality. I didn't know you needed KY jelly to take communion....oh well

I'm beginning to get desensitized. Why in the hell should I help people that don't want to be helped?

I'll tell you why. Its because I have to listen to how screwed they are and how bad their life sucks because I didn't stop them.

I asked my dad about it and if I should keep trying.

He said :

A good doctor finds out whats wrong and prescribes the correct medicine.

A great doctor calls you at home and asks "did you take your medicine?"

An excellent doctor throws you on the ground, sits on your chest and pours the medicine down your throat.

I think I'll mind my own fucking business from now on.