The Battle

Have you ever seen the meme that says, "Be Kind, For everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle?" Did Socrates really say that?
I don't know. Probably not that way, but maybe something like that with a lot more Greek "thees" and "thous"
Anyways.
It's true. the person that seems to have it all together. The person who is always laughing, always has a great attitude. The person with every hair in place, and the person with muscles on their eyebrows.
Everyone is fighting an emotional battle, a mental battle, that they are struggling to gain a foothold on. Nobody actually has it all together. No one.
So it's funny to me, as I watch people, because that is what I do as an introvert. Watch people all the live long day.
But as i watch people, I see that people will say just about anything, to juyst about anyone if they can get an upper hand on them. Including myself. I will throw out a nasty, shitty comment about someone and then need to reel myself in because I remember how frail I am. How susceptible I am to the comments of others.
How much words can hurt me, if weilded with the proper force, and with ill intent.

To follow on the same train off thought as my last post, we show so little care for each other.
Somehow, we have forgotten that it is easy to love people who love us.
But it is a powerful thing when you are kind to the unlovable. It is an act of love to reach out to those who wouldn't pee on you if you were on fire.It's an act of compassion to acknowledge those that the world doesn't recognize. People that the world doesn't see.I've been, and still remain, one of those people. And I think, if we are all honest, we have at least had one moment where we have felt like the lonely.
There isn't a one of us who hasn't felt orphaned by the world.
So what am I saying?
I'm reminding myself, that the pain I feel is not something alien and unique to me. We all share in it.
We all want to be loved, and to be acknowledged, and be believed in.
We all want to be honored for who we are.
Honor is a crazy thing.
Merriam Webster defines it as "respect that is given to someone who is admired."
Imagine if we could find a way to admire people...everyone.
Imagine if we could respect people because they had the bravery to stay on this shithole of a planet. Just because they didn't cut and run.
I think people deserve rewards for that.
I cut and run once. Almost done it many times since then.
We all know the bravery that it takes to keep going.

Remember that we are all people. We aren't tough. We pretend to be tough. Inside we are flesh and blood with a heart and life flowing through our veins. Our toughness is something we put on in order to keep the world from hurting us. to keep us from hurting each other.. The scars we have are there to protect us.

But we are all someone to be admired on the inside.

Be Kind. Everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle....