Sometimes

Sometimes people say mean things.
Sometimes those people are complete strangers.
Sometimes you feel like saying mean things back to complete strangers but realize that you're in an inappropriate place to say mean things back so you keep your mouth shut.
Sometimes you think of lots of good come backs you really, really wish you could've used.
Sometimes you realize that complete stranger was just projecting their problems onto you.
Sometimes you realize that maybe there is a grain of truth to the mean things strangers sometimes say.
Sometimes you realize that you can either stay mad at complete strangers who say mean things or you can let go of your hurt pride and your hurt feelings, take the little grain of truth and make changes you need to make, and move on with your life.

And sometimes you take the high road and move on with your life (after writing a blog post about it.)