I’m not in uniform or any kind of public service, but I have to walk through some of the worst blocks of the Tenderloin almost daily, and just being in the vicinity of so many untreated/undertreated addicts and severely mentally ill and hopelessly impoverished grinds on you. You can actually feel it damaging something in you. As you say, only saints and sociopaths are equipped for such an environment, and I don’t think even the saints are real psyched about it. Jesus didn’t wake up in the morning eagerly looking forward to washing lepers’ rotting feet after a hearty breakfast.
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