We often forget that: Not all grew up with someone checking in. Not all experienced the joy of "how are you". Not all had parents who listened or siblings who cared. Some just learned to dry their own tears. To hold their own hand. To celebrate alone when no one noticed. Not because they're strong by nature. But because they had no other choice. You never really know who is going to bed tonight feeling invisible. So please, be kind. Be gentle with people. Some just had to become their own family, just to survive.