Pity

We look for others' unfortunates and pity them. Think their lives are not that great after all. Deep down, we pity ourselves every day, for things that are going on in ours, not wanting the world to reckon.

Those little pettiness's give us a fraction second sense of victory, over what we might not be clear of.  

Or we feel empowered when being able to offer help not because others may need, but for the sake of doing it simply feels good on us. 

T.