My boundaries vs. the world

Earlier today I met a friend for lunch. I hadn’t seen her in months so it was a good time to catch up over dim sum. As cart after cart of tasty food rolled by we summarized the things that have happened in our lives in the short span. You know, it’s sort of humbling to hear other people’s problems because doing so puts my issues into perspective. My issues are hardly ever that bad. That’s not to say that I should just brush them aside, because even if they’re not so dire in the grand scheme of things the problems are still my own–they’re important to me. I think that as long as I realize that there’s a difference between my boundaries and the world at large then there’s less chance of me getting my head stuck in the clouds. Makes sense to me.

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