Sorry about the title about this thread, but I didn't know what else to call it.
My whole life I have been very affected by the misery in the world and I wondered if anyone else thinks there is a link with our drinking sometimes as a way to numb the pain that others feel as well as our own.
Today for example I was flicking through the paper and saw a photo of all these refugees from Africa who's boat had obvioulsly sank and they were all now clinging on to a huge Tuna net for dear life.
The sight upset me so much I couldn't actually read their story and I had to throw the paper in the bin so I wouldn't read it, because I was already crying.
I love those charity telethons but can't watch the little snippets about the poor kiddies and adults suffering all over the world. I rememeber one time watching a story about a little 3 year old girl in India, where they have so many street kids, and all she in the world was a blanket. I will never forget that till the day I die.
When I lived in London I used to hate seeing the homeless, especially if it was cold, when it snowed I just wanted to turn my living room into a shelter. I would comment on the plight of the homeless to my friends and it was all like water off a duck's back to them.
Sorry if this all sounds a bit depressing, I just think there is a big link in our drinking habits and the way we see the world. I'm not saying we are better people because of our drinking because I know we all make mistakes, but I do feel that maybe our brains are just rewired differently to some others.
Sorry if this has turned into a bit of a rant, I'm not sure I'm quite expressing my point efficiantly but hopefully you'll know what I mean.
Kitty :l
My whole life I have been very affected by the misery in the world and I wondered if anyone else thinks there is a link with our drinking sometimes as a way to numb the pain that others feel as well as our own.
Today for example I was flicking through the paper and saw a photo of all these refugees from Africa who's boat had obvioulsly sank and they were all now clinging on to a huge Tuna net for dear life.
The sight upset me so much I couldn't actually read their story and I had to throw the paper in the bin so I wouldn't read it, because I was already crying.
I love those charity telethons but can't watch the little snippets about the poor kiddies and adults suffering all over the world. I rememeber one time watching a story about a little 3 year old girl in India, where they have so many street kids, and all she in the world was a blanket. I will never forget that till the day I die.
When I lived in London I used to hate seeing the homeless, especially if it was cold, when it snowed I just wanted to turn my living room into a shelter. I would comment on the plight of the homeless to my friends and it was all like water off a duck's back to them.
Sorry if this all sounds a bit depressing, I just think there is a big link in our drinking habits and the way we see the world. I'm not saying we are better people because of our drinking because I know we all make mistakes, but I do feel that maybe our brains are just rewired differently to some others.
Sorry if this has turned into a bit of a rant, I'm not sure I'm quite expressing my point efficiantly but hopefully you'll know what I mean.
Kitty :l
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