The pat Christian answers just don't cut it most of the time and, in fact, infuriate you should someone condensendingly murmur one to you. I hate being patronized.
I guess we really don't want to hear when's and why's and whatever's when it comes to being scared, or worried, or the spiraling downhill plunge into blind faith.
. . and then . . .
And then you realize that's all some people have to offer and they ache to be of help in any way. It's a sobering thing to be helpless in the face of a sister who tells you she's scared in a soft voice. Helpless stinks.
None of this make sense, except to those of you who've been there.
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