Pity vs. Compassion

We don’t want your pity.  None of us survivors do.  We want compassion – and that’s a different thing over all.

Pity implies some weakness; pity implies some wall.  Pity shows you have compassion – but you don’t understand at all.

Pity is what you feel when you walk on by; compassion is when you stop and try to help; lifting up your fellow mankind.

Pity is what makes you avert your eyes; compassion is what makes your eyes turn back to this thing.

Pity is weak.

Compassion is strong.

Pity is a thing you reserve for lesser things; animals caught in some trap.  You may bend over to help them – but all in all, it makes them feel like lesser beings, weaklings without control; and giving control of their life to you.

It can make someone miserable.

Compassion is based upon and understanding of the heart.  It is through understanding we can find compassion; pity is just the door.  To enter you must knock with the knowledge that this is something you have understood before; for in understanding comes compassion, and with a little luck some more.

Compassion lifts someone; it helps them.  It puts power back into their lives and robs them of nothing.  It is the lifting hand which inspires one to reach down and lift their own selves by their own bootstraps.

Pity leaves one asking for more; it dis-empowers you; takes something away.

Pity is a hard emotion.

Compassion is golden and kind.

Understanding yields compassion and that compassion can yield even more.  It can lead to forgiveness – and that is something we’re seeking for.  For in forgiveness is love and understanding, and in love compassion true.

So don’t pity us . . . we can’t take it

Compassion is all we’re asking for.




About jeffssong

JW is an adult childhood abuse survivor with DID*. He grew up in a violent family devoid of love and affection. He is a military brat and veteran. He no longer struggles with that past. In 1976 JW began writing "The Boy". It took 34 years to complete. It is currently on Kindle (http://www.amazon.com/dp/B004T3IVKK ), or if you prefer hard copy, on Amazon ( http://www.amazon.com/Boy-J-W/dp/1461022681). JW resides somewhere in the deep South. He is disabled and living with family. Note: Please feel free to take what you need; all is free to all. With that in mind, keep it that way to others. Thank you. We have 3 Blogs - One for our younger days, 0-10 (The Little Shop of Horrors); one for our Teen Alter and his 'friends' (also alters) with a lot of poetry; and finally "my" own, the Song of Life (current events and things)
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One Response to Pity vs. Compassion

  1. I am schizophrenic. I have read about DID. I find your link between compassion and love remarkable. Thank you for making that connection, because I cannot remember what love is anymore.


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