50 Shades of Fake

Why exactly do people say, "I'm sorry" when you tell them about a tragedy? Because all I think in those freeze frames of conversation, is, "What exactly are you sorry for?" Are you sorry for me? Please don't be. Is it because you weren't there? Ain't no skin off my back.

Tragedies can, and will, teach you a lot of things. Like acceptance, grieving, compassion, and love. Always gratifying, though exhausting. Always.

Why is it that we're groomed to be empathetic? It's like that movie The Invention Of Lying. Who made this shit up, because it's clear that lying has become a game of role play. I mean, I'd like to imagine that at some point in history everybody was so truthful and chill, and some random dunce fucked it up. Asshole.

If I'm like, "Yeah my mom passed away a couple summers ago," I'd rather you say, "That's shitty. How are you handlin that?"