Kill them with kindness they say…. but what do you do when your act of kindness ends up being the one that kills you instead?
Because every single time, the kindness person ends up being the one getting hurt the most. They are usually the ones taken granted for. The ones that always lend a helping hand no matter how much they’ve suffered inside and how much they wish to cry and hope someone could lend their helping hand as well. Don’t people know that there’s a limit to everything?
How fucked up is that? How fucked up are we all? How fucked up is life?