The pandemic has been an object lesson to me about just how much control I have in this world. It's NOT MUCH.
But I can control the kind of person I am within this world. And I want to be someone who will always at least TRY to accept people where they are on their journeys.
There are lines for me, sure. There *should* be lines. But I'm not going to bathe in my anger and hatred for these people, because that just makes ME miserable. It's not healthy for me.
Choosing to focus on what good there is, what good I can do, helps me to fight longer.