Riddle me this…

Riddle me this…
Why do so many people swear they know what’s best for someone else’s life?

This is one of those things that genuinely drives me up the wall.

You always see it in families. The one who landed a solid job, built stability, maybe caught a few lucky breaks along the way, suddenly becomes the unofficial life coach. They look at the family member who’s struggling, who had a rough past, bad timing, or a couple life-altering setbacks, and the solution is always the same:

“Just get a job.”

Like it’s that simple.
Like it’s ordering a pizza.

What kills me is how blind success can make people.

Because they were fortunate enough to have certain doors open, they assume those doors are open for everyone. They assume the person struggling is just bullshitting, enjoying being broke, loving life with no money, and choosing to depend on others.

Who the fuck enjoys being helpless?

Some people might be lazy, sure. But most aren’t. Most are tired. Most are trying. Most are applying, getting ignored, getting rejected, getting ghosted, getting told they’re overqualified, underqualified, or just not what they’re looking for.

Over and over.

People forget how much chance plays a role in success.

Right place.
Right time.
Right person noticing you.
One phone call answered.
One email seen.
One conversation overheard.

Miss one moment and your whole timeline shifts.

Maybe your service didn’t cut out that day.
Maybe your ride didn’t break down.
Maybe you met someone who put in a word for you.

Small shit. Massive consequences.

And you sit there judging someone like you’re superior, when realistically, a few different circumstances could’ve had you standing exactly where they’re standing.

People also forget that humans aren’t copies of each other.

Different minds.
Different trauma.
Different energy levels.
Different mental health battles.
Different learning curves.

What worked for you might be impossible for someone else right now.

And instead of asking, “What’s going on with you?”
Instead of listening.
Instead of trying to understand.

You jump straight to:

“You’re lazy.”
“You’re not trying.”
“You don’t want better.”

That shit is poison.

It doesn’t motivate.
It doesn’t help.
It doesn’t heal.

It just adds another weight to someone already drowning.

Not everyone needs advice.
Some people need opportunity.
Some need patience.
Some need encouragement.
Some need a fucking break.

So before you assume you’ve got life all figured out for somebody else, remember:

You don’t know their whole story.
You don’t know their invisible battles.
You don’t know how many times they’ve already tried.

Stop playing judge.
Stop playing savior.
Start being human.

Understanding costs nothing.
Judgment costs everything.

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