Just a reminder that even the most popular, prolific, talented, friendliest, happiest, supporting people around you may carry a tender side of them that lives in perpetual modes of fragility, fear, pain, guilt, or shame. Just because you don't see it doesn't mean it is not there. And I'm not saying that any one person is being described here.. if anything, it's myself more than others.

My point is this.. Display a little decorum and grace, please. You have no fucking clue who people really are.