Do you remember the post I made about two weeks ago? No, no! Don’t go looking for it now – I deleted it. It isn’t there.
If you saw it, and I know at least one person did, then you will remember “My Little Stalker”.
I said some things that may have been true, but I mixed them with conjecture to create something that quite tell the whole story. My best guess is still a guess and it isn’t at all fair. The reason it isn’t fair is because, as a friend pointed out, I really have no idea what is going on in this persons life – where they’re coming from; I don’t know them at all really.
I’m not going to paint any ‘what if’ pictures here. Suffice that we have no idea where someone else is coming from, what they’ve endured, what they’ve survived. We don’t have to go very far, do we? Even in our own lives. If only they knew..
If only.. but we cannot know and I do not know.
It would be better to err on the side of giving the person I don’t really know the credit for having come so far, than to judge them for having not come far enough.
Thank you T. Thanks so much.