Understanding starts with acknowledging we exist

The older I get, the less I seem to understand about the world and life in general. At five my life was about being close to my loved ones, being outdoors as much as possible and making new friends. Now I guess I really dont understand people a whole lot at all. I dont understand why men rape and beat their wives who they once fell in love with, I dont understand why children are starving and cold on the streets when there are people out shopping who already own twenty pairs of pants, I dont understand why parents are putting their children on medications to make them behave when really they are just not wanting to parent. But what makes me so angry and so confused about is how people can see all of this happening everyday and turn away from it, understand it or not, its there in our faces and it is our responsibility to turn this all around while we still can, and people just dont want to.

I hope that when I have children, my girl's are not forced to look over their shoulders when they walk down the street in fear of being raped. I hope they are treated equally when they are working, I hope no man ever decides it is his job to lay a finger on their bodies for his own benefit, but most of all I hope that people will not turn away from them if they do need help. I dont want to understand why people do terrible things, I just want people to understand that the people having terrible things done to them have souls and needing help does not make them less of a person than anyone else. I think when that starts to happen is when I will feel truely happy.