As it happened in my life, I was raised by my grandmother. She instilled in me a strong sense of empathy and pity. I got used to sharing everything I had. First it was my younger sister, to whom I gave all my things at the first request, and now a friend. I met her recently, but because I changed my place of residence, I don't have any other friends yet. The friend often complained about life and I felt sorry for her. Her husband, who is almost never home (because of work) and therefore she has to cope with two children by herself (only her mother, with whom she has a strained relationship, helps). According to her, their family only has enough money for food. She also said that she has not bought new clothes for several years and does not use cosmetics because of her poverty. Of course I was not indifferent to her complaints.....
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