I am not a humanitarian worker myself but have aspired to be one for a long time. I don’t think I quite thought about this when I was contemplating the idea of becoming one, but the following excerpt from a humanitarian worker puts it very aptly — the worker’s insatiable urge to want to change everything, which strangely leads to escapism.
They all seemed to be trying to escape something but not quite succeeding. Everything needed to be fixed constantly, no matter if it was work, the home, the friendship or the relationship. No matter where you were or what was improving, the grass was always greener on the other side – hence the constant need to hop to another disaster, another country.
Maybe this has more to do with the all-encompassing lack of patience and all-out commitment to instant gratification prevalent among today’s 20-to-30-somethings. But this is indeed an interesting insight into the field of humanitarian work.
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