I was sitting in class yesterday with what felt like the weight of the world on my shoulders. We were in the middle of a discussion about the U.S. prison system and the infinite ways it could be changed for the better. Somewhere in the middle of it all I couldn’t help but think, “Is it even worth trying to fix this mess?“
Being in my second and final year of a master’s degree in social work, I think about social justice issues much more than the average person. All of that can be emotionally and mentally exhausting. It’s so easy to get overwhelmed by the amount of pain there is in the world. Some of the world’s problems seem impossibly large:
Homelessness. Poverty. Hunger. Violence. Mass incarceration. Racism. Prejudice.
Where do we start?
Am I making a difference?
Is changing the world even possible?
Most of the times I walk away from those kinds of discussions with more questions than when the conversation started and losing hope is an easy thing to do.
I pray that we never become so desensitized that we simply stop trying.
I truly believe that a small act of kindness can turn into tidal waves of love. The little things that we do can make a big difference.
I don’t know the answer to why there’s so much injustice in the world, but I’m trying to play my part in making a difference.
“Not everything that is faced can be changed, but nothing can be changed until it is faced.” – James Baldwin
Is there anything that you’re doing to try to change this world for the better?