Sometimes it just can’t be helped; what matters most is whether the hurt you caused was borne out of malice, or an unfortunate corollary of some action you took, or didn’t take, without the intent to bring harm.
And sometimes, it’s necessary, whether or not the guilt is killing.
There must be a lot of that going around lately. I can’t seem to do anything but hurt that ones I love lately.
But what good does that empathy do you? Probably not at all.
What you should know is that I discovered your site a couple of weeks ago on a particularly shitty workday, and it entertained me and made my day brighter. Amusing random web strangers probably doesn’t make you feel any better about your situation, but I thought I’d share anyway.
Sometimes it just can’t be helped; what matters most is whether the hurt you caused was borne out of malice, or an unfortunate corollary of some action you took, or didn’t take, without the intent to bring harm.
And sometimes, it’s necessary, whether or not the guilt is killing.
Wow. And I thought I was the only one in this situation.
Out of pain comes pleasure… oh wait, that’s something else… never mind
Were the gloves too tight?
There must be a lot of that going around lately. I can’t seem to do anything but hurt that ones I love lately.
But what good does that empathy do you? Probably not at all.
What you should know is that I discovered your site a couple of weeks ago on a particularly shitty workday, and it entertained me and made my day brighter. Amusing random web strangers probably doesn’t make you feel any better about your situation, but I thought I’d share anyway.
As Tomas de Torquemada probably said, while tightening the thumbscrews: “I’m not hurting these people, they’re doing it to themselves.”
In Medieval Spanish, obviously. Or possibly Latin. Whatever.
No, no point. Why do you ask?
“Hurt people hurt people.” Are you a hurt person?
Perhaps I should name my hard drive Tomas de Torquemada.