Life pains the most in first person
The narrowing narrative of perspective
Viewing through the peep hole of the self
Nothing is more personal
Nothing as dense
None could compare
Just reflecting on how it is hard not to feel like the things you experience are much more difficult than what others do. I try to remember often that **** could be much much worse, that others are suffering way more than I am and that I am lucky. I am so incredibly blessed. But some days, it truly does not feel like that.