That Year

People think from what they are suffering others can understand but the reality is others just care about themselves. God says there are good and bad both but I have met only bad that year. All were rude and no one was dear. they made me heartless and that pain I couldn't bear. No one understood why I was not talking to them that year. I met my bottom that year. whom I believed broke me into tears. Now I am good but no one is still here.