Meanness

As a child I felt empathy for others. I remember the ones that had no real friends, the ones that were ostracized from any group activities. The reasons as to why this would happen ranged anywhere from madness, jealousy, spite fulness, and other reasons that made no sense to me.

I could not understand why others felt a need to treat their peers in such a way.What made one person better than another? Who were they to be mean to another? Overall, I was perplexed. I did not get it. Sure not everyone had ” name brand” clothing or perhaps they did not like the same things, that in my opinion made them individually unique but not ” less than” anyone else.

As an adult, I found out that ”upbringing” has a lot to do without biased opinions. Sometimes our peer groups influence out choices as well as our thoughts. Something as an adult I learnt that we do not have to base our behaviors on another’s. As adults we can choose out own. An adult has the power to make a difference for another person. We may have the right resources, connections, or wealth to provide material and knowledge for others.

I’m certainly glad I don’t have to deal with growing up issues anymore. I’m glad I can help others feel just as important as anyone else. Sometimes just by words I can speak.

There is no need to be mean. There is however every reason to be kind. You may just be that helpful and reassurance another desperately needs.

Don’t be someone’s heartbreak. Be their positive earthquake by making a difference for them.

MwsR

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