He said, the people that don’t ask how’s he’s doing don’t care. Pausing for a moment in our time together yesterday, I asked myself the obvious question, “Is he correct?”

The answer sounded like this:

• that sounds like a close-minded statement
• maybe he’s right
• maybe he’s wrong
• is he feeling sorry for himself?
• does he have any idea countless others have it worse?
• does he have any idea how deep and broad my pain is?

In conclusion, everyone is fighting a tough battle. Some feel like victims, and some feel compelled to feel thankful.

We typically grow weary of others who predictably suck our energy and rarely re-inflate it.

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