“How are you feeling today?” I asked the young lady while I scanned the last of her items. “Really alone,” she whispered. Beat. “What’s that?” I asked.
I knew what she said, but for some reason I asked again. I thought about validating her response with: “I get it, I really do.
I’ve been to hell and back when it comes to isolation. There are some useful online resources out there for mental health, though.” But, I figured that was too much and might come off as insincere from a neighborhood cashier.
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