I don’t know anything about you but I want you to know if I passed you in a hallway I would smile and say hi or good morning.
You have your own story and life that’s as intricate and real as mine. We’re all doing our best out here, and there are days where a stranger saying hi gave me just enough good feelings to make it through a shit day.
Everyone’s problems are real to them, and that matters. It’s easy to think pretty people have life on easy mode, but they get a lot of problems I wouldn’t want to deal with. Maybe she has a stalker, maybe people assume she’s not smart. On the other end of the fortune scale, I can’t imagine what it would be like to be missing my legs or something (not equating with ugliness, just misfortune), that would be real hard but I’ll never understand just how hard unless I lose my legs.
I have diabetes. It’s simple but the attention I have to pay to it is so mentally taxing sometimes it’s hard for me to even understand. You can’t know that unless you live it, because it’s hard to put into words. My ultimate point is someone’s worst problem feels the same as your worst problem to them. It’s not anyone’s fault. I just want people to be kind to one another. Sorry for the rambling reply, and this isn’t some indictment of you or your statement, that’s a legit way to feel and I don’t hold it against you.
Don’t mean to be a downer but of course it’s a young, pretty woman making that claim lol
I don’t know anything about you but I want you to know if I passed you in a hallway I would smile and say hi or good morning.
You have your own story and life that’s as intricate and real as mine. We’re all doing our best out here, and there are days where a stranger saying hi gave me just enough good feelings to make it through a shit day.
Everyone’s problems are real to them, and that matters. It’s easy to think pretty people have life on easy mode, but they get a lot of problems I wouldn’t want to deal with. Maybe she has a stalker, maybe people assume she’s not smart. On the other end of the fortune scale, I can’t imagine what it would be like to be missing my legs or something (not equating with ugliness, just misfortune), that would be real hard but I’ll never understand just how hard unless I lose my legs.
I have diabetes. It’s simple but the attention I have to pay to it is so mentally taxing sometimes it’s hard for me to even understand. You can’t know that unless you live it, because it’s hard to put into words. My ultimate point is someone’s worst problem feels the same as your worst problem to them. It’s not anyone’s fault. I just want people to be kind to one another. Sorry for the rambling reply, and this isn’t some indictment of you or your statement, that’s a legit way to feel and I don’t hold it against you.
Ha! Your AI copy made your reply sound like you were making glimpse’s problems all about you.
Not sure if serious…
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