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I just made this up
I used to think that all I was good at we being nice to others.
I thought that if I was kind to others, others would be kind to me.
I thought that if I cared enough, eventually someone would finally care about me.
I thought that if I respected others, they would respect me.
I grew up.
I realized that people took my kindness for weakness.
I realized that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't force someone to care about me.
I realized that giving respect does not mean you will receive respect.
, I'm.
A Matter Of Security
How strong I am depends on how kind I can be to those who are awful to me. Siblings friends new acquaintences, no matter, absolute strangers - it is how you feel inside that matters not how others try to make you feel or give back what you offer. Some things never heal, but most are not worth the energy to give time or thought to. Basically. :D Be kind. Be Strong!
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World is a vampire..
protect your neck