Why are so many men and women broken?
This is so very hard for me to understand. It’s especially hard to understand and empathize with people who lived and live privileged lives, complaining over trivial matters – meanwhile, we have heroes and heroines amongst us who have endured unimaginable hardships, and continue to battle new ones, with positivity and grace.
What is it about broken people that make them broken?
I’m reminded of a quote:
“It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men”
Frederick Douglass