An Open Letter to a Former Coworker

Selective empathy is a shot to the heart.

Hope Rising
Age of Empathy
Published in
3 min readApr 27, 2023

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Photo by Oxana Lyashenko on Unsplash

First things first, I saw you shine. I’m not just saying that to be nice, it’s the truth, but glitter doesn’t exactly sparkle at nighttime. I could tell from your eyes that you’d seen better days in a past life. When you told me your story, I went home and cried.

Everyone is going through something.

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Hope Rising
Age of Empathy

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