I'm beyond the thing about life having some universal meaning. I am, however, perpetually stuck at the part about walking away from others in endless distresss. I thought good people stop and help but standing by while others go nowhere for whatever reason is wack.

I honestly find my self despising people sometimes for making the same mistakes over and over. On that note, it's more merciful to walk away than to judge. It also, though, puts you in an odd place of perhaps only being able to tolerate people like you. Isn't that a slippery slope; or is it just Life?