Every unturned rock within ourselves turned into a landmine for the other. we were trying to navigate through the explosions in real time. A hole within me became a bruising on you. A beating wound within you became scars on me.
We’ll never have just the right words.
So may we continue to cultivate a sensitive and open heart, because the true barometer is how we feel.
It’s always a kind thing to try and provide someone advice in the hopes they learn from you before making a mistake. But sometimes people need to learn for themselves. Diverting trouble from someone frequently doesn’t help them. It enables them. Be wise who you share your wisdom with and why.