Somewhat lighthearted .... I came to a realisation recently that despite being a fairly caring and empathetic soul, I cannot help but feel a sense of relief that it isn't me going through the hardships/horrors that I hear of. Writing that makes me sound nasty but I can't deny it's something that crosses my mind. Not instantly, but once I've felt the sympathy, I'm then grateful I've dodged the bullet 😆I've had my share of hardship and horror so I'm not living in some pearl clutching bubble. Maybe it's just gratitude I'm feeling but I'm feeling guilty for it?
I'm wondering if anyone can relate? To some extent life is a lottery so when you hear of awful things, especially ones close to home, then whilst sad it's easy to see how it could have been you in a similar situation and just......thank fuck it isn't 😬😂
Anyone?