Nice post this my first time reading your post, sometimes life do happen to us in same manner, your story really seem similar to what happened to me because I’ve had a similar kind of moment, I remember sitting in a clinic waiting area one faithful day, watching people come and go, each carrying something you couldn’t always see. There was this quiet understanding in the room no conversations, just small glances that said enough. I found myself comparing too, wondering if I even deserved to be there. But over time, I realised everyone shows up for a reason. Pain isn’t always visible, and it doesn’t need to be matter. Sometimes just being there is part of the fight humans face on a daily base.