Pillow to relax......

 One of my relative always call me when she is feeling stressed out but hides her joys in life. It feels like I am a pillow for her; when she is stressed, she puts her head on the pillow to relax or cry her heart out. Once she releases her stress and vents all her frustrations, she becomes emotionally empty and forgets who I am. The irony is that whenever she finds happiness or experiences success in her life, she continuously hides it from me and tells others, "Uski nazar lagegi" 😆😆😆.

As a mature person, my perspective on this situation is that I don't trust people like her; she is a joke to me. I simply listen to her stories but don't believe them. She is akin to a therapy patient to me—I listen with one ear and let it go out the other. Unfortunately, I don't have time for someone's nonsensical drama in their lives.

When I encounter people who are consumed by self-centeredness, constantly focused on "I, Me, and Myself," I can't help but feel a sense of alienation and sympathy towards them. However, true empathy seems to elude me in these instances, fortunately. These individuals often carry an abundance of tales revolving around their own suffering and struggles. I find myself feeling incredibly uneasy with their self-pity and their tendency to paint themselves as victims in every narrative. It perplexes me why they consistently cast the other person as the villain in their stories.

To navigate through these situations, I remind myself of the importance of considering multiple perspectives. I recognize that accepting a one-sided account as the whole truth would be unjust. There is always another side to the story, waiting to be heard and understood. By acknowledging this, I strive to maintain a balanced perspective and avoid being swayed solely by one person's version of events.