Relearning kindness is so hard when the world is pushing you to be cold.
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Relearning kindness is so hard when the world is pushing you to be cold.
Been working on being more kind both in my mind and on the outside and I think I’m actually getting better!
I’m naturally a really nice person(or at least I was when I was a kid), but bad experiences and just general tough times have taken that away from me. I have really bad rage issues, I explode over meaningless things, but I’m slowly learning new ways to cope with that anger instead of taking it out on others or myself.
My anxiety and trauma responses get so intense that I can’t be as nice as I want to be. I lash out, run away, or just stay silent, it’s not fun.
I wanna say “please” and “thank you”, and embody so much kindness that I feel like a literal ray of sunshine— and although I’m not there yet, I’m getting better and that’s enough for me :)
I love you angry people. I love you sad and angry and scared and anxious and traumatized people who want so desperately to be kind. You have kindness inside you. You have a bright shining light that’s screaming to be let out, but it’ll take time.
It takes time to feel safe enough to smile again. To ask for help and say please and thank you. To let yourself cry when you’re sad. It takes time, but it will happen.
I hate when I’m doing so good in my kindness journey and then having a lapse of hatred. I get set off by something that doesn’t even matter and just turn into a monster.
I hate myself some days.