Really???

WONDERING WHY (when people see you) they are so eager to ask HOW, or WHAT HAPPENED? When they probably already know more than you, or have settled in with their own opinion/assumptions. What does one get out of trying to force someone else to say out loud an unforgettable tragedy? I guess, I could (to be fair) compare it to those shows I binge on at times (they are real people with real pain), but I still wouldn’t dare to ask if I met them one day. I could tell them to FUCK OFF, and have, but most don’t deserve those words (maybe it’s ignorance?). Yet, at times the older ones be the most annoying. I don’t even like to witness someone asking such thing (changes the energy) FUCKS UP THE VIBE, and I want to punch them in the throat (just because). Maybe then, when they are having a panic attack, while trying to gasp for air, they will physically feel a little of what it’s like to choke on an unbearable reality, and how a reminder of such feeling can set a soul back mentally and emotionally. DEPRESSION IS REAL!!! If you don’t have anything funny/motivational/positive to say to anyone who may be in pain, or going through any type of hard times SHUT THE FUCK UP/WALK AWAY, practice empathy, have some respect DON”T MENTION WHAT YOU HEARD, let people be! Some of us are battling with our souls, prayed & regrouped just to get out of bed, and try to move forward although it hurts. I apologize to whomever stumbles by and reads, but I had to (as always) share exactly what’s on my mind & mood. God Bless.