I’m a good listener. That’s because I genuinely care. I like people to feel safe around me. And respected. And heard. That doesn’t mean I can handle anything. Sometimes, it is too much. And it’s nobody’s fault. Not mine, not the others. We all do what we can. I think we tend to be so busy, in our buzzing society, that we sometimes forget how to listen. The world needs less phones, and more ears, maybe.
I have other things in mind, but five is a bit much, so I’ll just name my favorite.
Sober Bubbles 