The Hardest Ones....

for me, personally, are the mentally unstable.

I try to listen.

I try to be patient.

But, I don't know what to say, how to help them, and what to DO for them.

They need help.

Like Angel:

 He needs a place to stay...he is living in the mountains, he carries everything he owns in a gym bag.  He hesitates to put it down because he is fearful someone will "steal" his things.

I WANT to help - I truly do.

But, I don't know how. 

And it leaves me feeling ovewhelmed and sorrowful and very very sad.