If someone tells you something in their life sucks you do not need to say “it could be worse” or “at least it’s not xyz”.
We could all be quadruple amputees living in an active war zone but we aren’t.
This mode of thinking stuck with me. That it could’ve been worse, but then I heard the same sentiment echoed from people whose stories I thought WERE worse.
Someone once told me their family member molested them as a young child but that “they were fine, it wasn’t that bad”
Someone once told me a stranger touched them inappropriately when they were a pre-teen but there was no penetration so “it could’ve been worse, it wasn’t that bad”
Someone once told me their parent broke their sibling’s bone in a fight but “my father didn’t start it, he just ended it”.
Someone once told me when their stepfather was beating the sh*t out of him and his mom that he wished he could’ve protected her. He was just a kid.
So someone please tell me, when is it bad enough for you to give a sh*t about someone other than yourself?
It can always be worse. But it can always be better too.
It costs you nothing to sit with someone who is crying and cry with them. To tell them you care.
I wish I could change the world. But it’s an ugly place.
Laughs and Lobotomies 