I went up to the gas station and saw a girl hanging around beside the building. She was moderately attractive so I went up to speak to her. I just walked up and said hello and told her that I just felt like asking how she was doing and what loser was it that left her sitting outside the 7-11 by herself. She said her fiance told her to leave and not to come back until she came up with 20 dollars and she mentioned that her aunt had thrown her out also. After that she told me (in a tone of distress) that she guess she had to just whore in the street. I said that she knew she didn't have to do anything like that and she said that she didn't have a choice... ...At this point I just froze and got choked up with this inner conflict. I thought about how easy it was to just hand her 20 bucks and leave, but deep down I felt like that this was in issue with drugs and perhaps prostitution of some form (whether forced or not) and that it would feed one if not both of those vices. So instead of doing that, trying to argue with her, or trying to force some sort of religious thinking on her I just told her that I'd be praying for her and asked that when she got the chance that she prayed for me too also. I just walked away. The problem is that although this interaction was short it disturbed and upset me deeply just by the simple fact that she would probably looked like a super model if she would stop smoking that shit. Also after having made a post in this thread yesterday, it further fuels my feelings of being completely useless when it comes to helping others. Don't get me wrong, I'm not walking through my life trying to be some hero to every person I pass by. I'm just sick of being around others that are hurting and failing at doing anything about it. Someone tell me their thoughts. Was there something I should have done or said that I didn't?