As I’m studying and sit back and watch family, friends, and others around the world whether in person or on social media, I find there is favoritism to some. Make sense? That those who are more “followed ” noticed, more connected, and suffering more ( even vulnerable) has and get more support, attention, help, guidance, praises and non judgement.
Being bullied for a physical or emotional illness. For looks, wealth, talents, religion and more. How it’s fine for family members to reach out and it’s all great and caring. But for others it’s “you’re crazy ” or ” who cares” same with online or among friends. Why should certain ones be noticed and not all?
For those that are suffering in silence or not that have tremendous trials or going through things that family, friends or others may know tend to be judged, offended, forgotten, unappreciated, not helped in any way and more or less ” oh, you’re strong” ” you’ll get through it” “someone else is suffering worse” “you chose certain choices, so that’s why you’re suffering physically, emotionally, or financially”
It erks me to see the comparisons. The words, the actions, and hurt. As I’ve always support all I can in any way. I know we all suffer and handle ourselves in our own way. But I don’t choose one person more than the other because of “popularity of their struggles” make sense?
I find in this world we’re all important. I have seen the side of being pushed aside because of those that ASSUME I’m strong. Assume that my depression, anxiety, bullying, emotional, physical and financial struggles aren’t important. But I can easily be there for another without question.
My thought process sees this all the time. And when you’ve endured it , it makes you more empathetic and strong to love another more. I wish we could all be on the same page. And that if someone reaches for help whether in person, online, in text or however, to listen. To not judge. Just be there. Vulnerability is wonderful for that’s how we work on becoming better. But pushing others aside for someone else’s life or story, is the most evil way I see .
We all matter. We all need support. And it should happen before things get worse or yo late. Each of us is human and not a number. Not a idol nor a prize. Our emotions and struggles are important.
I don’t know if this makes sense, but does yo me. And I love working on my degree in family science to better understand not only myself but others. For we all need someone.