I was minding my own business the other day when I had an interesting thought.
Nobody knows what I am going through.
Unless I explicitly tell them, the people I interact with on a daily basis have no clue how my internal landscape looks. They may be able to infer how I am feeling based on my actions, but they are usually too focused on their own lives to even notice.
This sounds rather depressing, but the reality is that everyone is doing their best to navigate their own lives. Good friends will occasionally ask us how we are doing, but most of their mental energy is expended on progressing towards their own goals and dreams.
Caught up in the whirlwind of our daily schedules, our deadlines, and our to-do lists, it’s easy to forget that everyone we interact with is living their own story. One where they are the protagonist and we are, at best, a supporting role.