I was upset last week for the "what could have been," there was a fire in my apartment building. I was awoken at 1:30 am by a fire alarm and a fireman screaming in the hallway to get out. The fire was contained to one apartment, and everyone was fine.
A few days later, the hurricane has destroyed New Orleans. I see the pictures on the news, read the stories in the paper, my heart just plunges and my eyes fill with tears for these people who have lost literally everything.
When traumatic disasters happen to other people, I am always reminded on how lucky I am. It's a feeling that makes me feel torn because I feel lucky because of other peoples misery. There is something wrong with that. So I give to charity because I want to help, but also to overcome my feelings of guilt. There is something wrong with that too.
I have no idea how it feels but am devastated for them. I feel helpless and wish I could do more than just send a check to a relief organization where I just hope that a good fraction of what I send actually helps provide for the victims. Right now people are looting looking for food and water, America's Second Harvest claims that 100% of proceeds given will go to Hurricane Katrina. Guess I have to believe them.