You might be under the illusion that you are struggling.
In reality, you might not be disheartened enough.
If you were, you would be writing poetry or creating or inventing something. 38 more words
As a child growing up in a simple, middle class household, I was taught to be kind and gentle to everyone around me. Being openly accepting of others’ flaws – like the best friend who keeps yapping incessantly but is someone you would give an arm (or steal an arm for – Guardians of Galaxy reference, anyone?) or the cousin who is a little more self-centric than you’d really expect a person to be – is a wonderful trait – a sign of broad-mindedness, according to my mother. 277 more words