Down here in the South the folks have a way of saying “Bless his/her heart” about people who’ve made questionable decisions, shown questionable intelligence or just been straight up dumba**es. Sometimes the term is used as it was originally intended, as a way to show sympathy for someone who has genuinely had a tough time.
Pictured is the recipe for a chess pie written by my Granny. My lovely wife attempted to make the pie as a surprise for my birthday, and as you can see the directions lack a certain specificity so let’s just say that the result has me saying “Bless her heart.”
I’ve done nothing remotely good enough to deserve her.