My mother was raised by her mother with the "philosophy" that the world is a very nice place and everyone in it is good, there are no problems, there are no bad things and no bad people, everyone has good intentions.
Yes, this doesn't exist.
But still mommy raised me with a lighter version of the same "philosophy".
It took me 26 and a half years (it took my mother almost twice the time) and a certain amount of bad experiences to realize how bad the world can be, what some people are made of and are capable of doing.....
but the truth is that the way my mother raised me gave me the opportunity to be able to imagine how nice the world could be and never stop dreaming about its great examples of people....!
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