A price of someone else's

I donno where to begin or even how it all started.
How is it, that your past is the price of the mistake that i'm paying.

C'mon ... All of us, literally ALL human beings that is living in this life goes through rough patches in life.
Despite of all ages, all races, nationalities, different believers ... enthics, tribes .... you name it ...

There's none in this world who is not or never expose to troubles, hurt or pain.

HURT or pain .... whether it's physical, mentally, spiritually, verbally, action or whatsoever.
I had my share ...
I paid my dues and maybe still paying for it, unconsciously.

Just becoz of ONE heartache, the rest that comes along, pays for what you've been through.
Shall we lay our contraries and make a comparison ....
I can bet, just me alone your stake is nothing close to mine.

I don't believe in whose past in more painful than whose.
There's no way in this world is there an instrument to measure one's level of pain that anyone goes through.
Every individual on this face of earth has a different tempo in facing difficulties ... Some takes matters lightly, some calm, some in panic frantic behaviour and some maybe kill themselves for it.

Every problem has a different degree in measurement.
Some accepts difficulties better through experiences,
Some ends up in a psychiatrist office.
Who am i judge?

So, why don't you just take a chill pill, and set your differences aside.
And take your past with a pinch of a salt.

If you believe in being the person who you are today.
Leave the innocent out and just be happy being on your own.
And bother not.