In a way I'm dissapointed in people for how willing they are to let go of what makes them human.

Everyone has regrets. All of us have been hurt. Time brings the weak and strong to their knees. And that person you thought was the strongest in the world has been weak for decades. So don't write someone off as evil foolish or whatever if you don't know what their perspective looks like. The live you've lived shapes the world you see and how you react to it.

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