An act of pure kindness is met with cynicism. One can no longer be kind without automatically being assumed to be trying to gain something in return.
When I am kind, it is to be kind. That is all.
What kind of world has done this to you? Do you think so little of yourself and of others that you must belittle these acts to nothing more than advances?
I mourn the innocence of humanity. I mourn that kindness is so rare a thing. I mourn that we have forgotten how to truly communicate with one another.
…and I fear the future because of it.