I have always felt this way.
I saw something the other day that said there is no one you couldn't love if you knew their story. I truly believe that, but it hurts me to think that some people don't. I always have hope for people. I always have hope for myself.
I have to remind myself that on Monday mornings, when I usually listlessly grumble to myself something about having to start another week all over again.
PS - why is it raining so much!?
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