When you hear someone has been suffering, you do not need to apologize.
“Sorry” distances you from the person you speak to.
“Sorry” relinquishes you of personal responsibility.
She challenged me to elaborate more. “How?” she asked. “How are you working on it?”
Please don’t.
I used to be like you.
Functional. Driven. Hopeful.
A head full of dreams and a heart full of kindness.
I had a vision, you see. But over time I’ve been blinded by greed. Impatience. Lost sight of what and who I care about most, set drifting in an ocean of discontent.