In an emotional state, you couldn’t help but seek for comfort from the person next to you. Turns out, that person didn’t understand shit for you.

It’s like everyone lacks empathy nowadays. What do you expect from a killer? At least that little strain of human decency left. Is he even a human?

You sobbed— breaking down into tears as you told him about your past, your present, your life. It was all so much to handle, and you couldn’t keep it bottled in forever.

You turned to him during a pause in your rant- trying to read any emotion behind his emotionless mask. Neutral expression.

Behind his mask, he was panicking. He didn’t know what to say, didn’t know what to think- he clearly wasn’t prepared for this even though he said he was.

Trying to find something positive to lift your mood- he decided to do something dumb and look for the positivity in your story instead. “But it made you stronger.”

To him, it sounded like comfort. To you, it sounded like an emotionless, neutral reply: showing just how much he didn’t understand and didn’t care.