can’t save everybody. In fact, there are days when I think you can’t
save anyone. Each person has to save himself first, then you can move in
and help.” (posted by Erin Condiff, a friend of my little cousin)
Today has been rough. I woke up this morning to a message from a Facebook friend in Tennessee saying her cat and dog were given away by "friends" they were staying with. She's homeless and is going from house to house. In the message she said she wanted me to call different numbers; since I woke up I didn't understand. I never really call people because I try to save minutes for emergencies (especially when I travel), but I have unlimited text messaging. I texted her that I just woke up and received her message. I was getting ready for work and in my walking to the bus stop, I received several messages from her saying she was very angry with these people, she wanted me to call them to get to the bottom of it and to call these other people and to post this to Facebook. I knew I didn't want to do that. She told me to read her Facebook to see what was going on, so I did. It seems like I was the sixth person she told this to and the people that were taking care of her pets told their side of the story and it was all convoluted. These people were commenting and starting fights with the people that posted; and it was a big war. I knew I didn't want to be involved because I try to avoid drama with my health and I've always had bad experiences with this. Also, the husband of the friend has PTSD and was going off. I told her I didn't want to be involved, she pleaded with me and said if she called me it'd be free; I said no. At one point during the day, I did go on Facebook and saw she had more people involved, more numbers and more fights that were downright mean. Once someone got my number from Facebook and would call, so I'm glad I didn't do it. Another poster wrote, "please stop calling me every five minutes. I have an infant and a family. I don't have time for drama." Others stopped getting involved because the story was so confusing. Someone put it best, "I knew someone who was once scammed in a situation similar. The scammer was known to police. I don't think this is the case, but you never know." I know not getting involved probably was smart, but why do I feel so guilty and bad?