Sandra Saxon Burnsed
At the end of my morning pill taking, I save my two gummy vitamins for dessert. It’s a pleasant fruity ritual that I savor after all the dry powders, pills, and capsules I have to take. And while I may complain about all the chemicals I have to ingest, the result is that I have beaten the odds and survived this long. I sent the first part of my morning exploring the posts I subscribe to on social media. Exploring all the beautiful shots taken over the holiday weekend. All while scratching myself, trying to motivate my own ass out of bed.
But don’t worry life isn’t all that bad, and I don’t fault anyone for wanting to present themselves in the best light. I mean, who would you rather look at on a post, my mug or that of a supermodel? But when you read between the lines of glamour and good lighting, you often find a hurting soul just the same as you. So I guess my point in all this is, don’t be jealous of other people as much as your wounded soul may want to be. Cause you never know the pain other’s have felt till you’ve walked in their shoes.
In this age of heartless judgement it is so easy to pass judgement on the superficial things we see about each other. I know that in my situation it’s easy for me to judge those in better financial and social standing. Watching others be able to take lavish trips or walk around with the most positive energy and be in the best of health, for me isn’t always a strong motivator. But you don’t often see them at their lowest point. Like when they are struggling in an abusive relationship. Or trying to pick themselves back up after a devastating accident or health issue. It’s in those moments I try and remind myself, we all share a commonality of both pain and joy.
But don’t worry life isn’t all that bad, and I don’t fault anyone for wanting to present themselves in the best light. I mean, who would you rather look at on a post, my mug or that of a supermodel? But when you read between the lines of glamour and good lighting, you often find a hurting soul just the same as you. So I guess my point in all this is, don’t be jealous of other people as much as your wounded soul may want to be. Cause you never know the pain other’s have felt till you’ve walked in their shoes.
In this age of heartless judgement it is so easy to pass judgement on the superficial things we see about each other. I know that in my situation it’s easy for me to judge those in better financial and social standing. Watching others be able to take lavish trips or walk around with the most positive energy and be in the best of health, for me isn’t always a strong motivator. But you don’t often see them at their lowest point. Like when they are struggling in an abusive relationship. Or trying to pick themselves back up after a devastating accident or health issue. It’s in those moments I try and remind myself, we all share a commonality of both pain and joy.
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