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"Before You Judge"
It took me years
to understand something
The people I envied were hurting.
The people I admired were hurting
The people who smiled
the brightest were hurting.
And somehow,
all of us kept moving.
carrying invisible wounds,
while secretly believing
we carried them alone.
Maybe that is the strangest thing
about being human.
We suffer alike, yet feel isolated.
We break in similar ways,
yet feel uniquely broken.
So be gentle.
Everyone you meet
is surviving something
you cannot see.
