Published by Reiven Presbetero
Date Published: August 15, 2025
Time Published: 8:40
Category: Prose
Theme: Practicing empathy by trying to understand someone else’s perspective before judging them.
It’s funny, sometimes we just don’t get it. We see someone struggling or acting a certain way and we quickly think, “๐๐ฉ๐บ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต?” or “๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต’๐ด ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐บ, ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ง๐ช๐น ๐ช๐ต!”
But imagine that you could actually step into their life. Not just for a second, but really live it. Feel what they feel, see what they see, and deal with all the things they have to deal with.
Maybe they’re tired, so tired they can barely lift their heads. Maybe they’re worried about money, their kids, or a sick parent. Maybe someone was harsh to them right before you saw them. Maybe they have a secret pain that no one knows about.
They might feel a shame, like they’re never good enough, no matter how hard they try. Maybe they wake up each day with a sick feeling in their stomach, afraid of a future they can't seem to control with a voice in their head that whispers, “๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ง ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ข๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ? ๐๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐ฆ.”
Perhaps they feel lonely, even when they are with other people. They might be fighting a battle in their own head with a voice that says, “๐๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด. ๐๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ.”
Maybe they are still hurting from old wounds, pains from a long time ago that still feel fresh. Their heart might be sad from a loss no one else knows about, and they might spend the day holding back tears, telling themselves, “๐๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ. ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ถ๐ต๐ฆ.”
Their smile might be a fake one, hiding a deep tiredness that weighs them down every night. When asked how they are, they force out the words, “๐'๐ฎ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ,” even though they are just trying to hold on and hope for a little bit of peace.
When you really try to imagine all that, it changes things. That quick judgment starts to fade away. You begin to understand that maybe their path isn’t as clear as yours or their load is much heavier.
It’s like putting on their ‘shoes’. Suddenly, you feel the same road, you can feel the sharp stones they’ve been walking over. You realize their journey is different and what seems simple from your side might be incredibly hard from theirs.
And when you understand that, it’s easier to be kind. It’s easier to offer help or just a little bit of patience. Because deep down, we’re all just trying to make it through and sometimes, all we need is someone to see our struggles, even if they can’t fix them.
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