Who am I to judge another when I, too, walk this life imperfectly. It's funny how quickly we notice a flaw in someone else while casually ignoring the mess we're still working through. Everyone is figuring things out in real time, stumbling, adjusting, and trying again. Humility begins the moment you remember you're not finished either. So the next time you feel the urge to judge someone, pause for a second and remember, you're not exactly a final draft yourself. You're a work in progress with typos, plot twists, and a few questionable decisions. Maybe offer the same grace you hope people give you on your worst days. It costs nothing, and it makes you look a lot wiser than acting like the unpaid inspector of other people's lives.