As a child, because I was never taught to have an opinion, I never expressed one. I sometimes wonder why people have opinions about everyone and everything and why those opinions then become part of our everyday lives. It makes what we deal with so much harder, as if what we deal with isn’t hard enough.
How many of us have come across someone who thinks they know what we deal with, without really knowing what it really feels like? I believe until anyone steps into another person’s life, we will never really know, but it doesn’t stop those people having their opinions.