I thought I’d survive this year un-scathed. I really thought I’d be one of the lucky ones, the exception to membership of the “2020 Rocked Me Club”. I thought I’d just be lucky enough to observe everyone else’s world crumble from a distance. It would be okay because I could just show empathy for everyone else’s misfortunes. We all just need a little empathy. Someone will share something with me, and I’ll furrow my brow, nod my head and say, “I’m so sorry that happened to you”. And part of me wouldn’t be able to relate because I’m not apart of your experience. We would be separate.

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