There was
this case of a girl who went through abuse from her father and was just
abandoned by her mother. Somewhere along the way, she stopped being able to
feel for other people. It’s like her heart carried too much pain and had to
close. On the outside she went about life like any other student, even covering
her own tuition. By the time she graduated college, she had learned how to look
okay on the outside, even though inside, she was living in her own hell.
Anyone can
have their opinion about her crime. That’s their take, not mine. Deciding who
deserves hell isn’t my job anyway. I’m not here to play judge. I’m trying to
understand how hell gets built inside a person.
Kinda
explains why people-watching’s my thing. Not that I’m wondering what they’re
really feeling or trying to read them or anything. I’m no Sherlock Holmes,
geez. I just like watching the cause and effect of people’s choices. That’s it.
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