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What is the purpose?

The aspect of my work I most dreaded was encountering incalculable human suffering without being able to do anything about it. Waves of guilt often wash over me.
What is the purpose of anything I am doing? 
Merciless people continued to devour the weak despite every supposed advancement in human rights. Even worse, so many of the people who are supposed to be helping these individuals are taking advantage of them as well. Money was raised by NGOs and careers were built by those who claimed to be doing something to help, but so often they are really only helping themselves. 
Certain percentage of the donations would end up in their own pocket, even when the money reach the individuals in need, priority was given in publicizing the good deeds rather than ensuring the required help is successfully fulfilled. 
It seems to me that most people work on this as their 9 to 5 job to pay their own bills, or as a campaign strategy to win votes for the next election. 
I cannot not help but wonder whether I too was one of these people. 
Sitting there, listening to the trembling voice of the widowed woman - was I really helping anyone other than myself? 
I tried to believe so, but to this day, I do not know.

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