I always think along the lines of the old proverb: See you, wouldn't want to be you.
Sorry is the wrong word. I always shudder to think what must be going on in the heads of these people. How their lives must look, the guilt trips they are constantly on.
Sorry is the wrong word. I always shudder to think what must be going on in the heads of these people. How their lives must look, the guilt trips they are constantly on.