I have them for others.
I have them for myself.
There is a time and a place for them.
I try really hard not to be condescending. I think I succeed. I am a genuine type of gal, if I say it, 99.9% of the time mean it.
I have a hard time accepting them. Sometimes.
Cos I just do. I’m weird that way. I’d rather not bother you with my troubles.
I hope that when I give them they are received, but it’s ok if they are not.
Usually if sympathies are being given, something has happened. Something not happy. Not joyful. Something sad. That could mean the receiver is not in a place to be receiving…
I still give my sympathies.
I hope they help.
Hope they begin a healing process. However small.
Hope they spread the love.
Hope they give back some hope.
Because my heart breaks when yours is breaking.
If I could make it all better I would.
Since I am only human, I will do what I can.
I will give my sympathies.