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Kindness is not a weakness

Journal Entry #9  

Today, I came across a reflection that reminded me of the strength in kindness. It’s fascinating how often society confuses kindness with weakness, as though being compassionate makes us less capable. But I’ve learned that it takes real courage and self-assurance to remain kind in a world that normalizes pride, ignorance, and hate.  

Kindness isn’t about letting others walk all over us or tolerating disrespect. It’s about standing firm without stooping to the level of cruelty. It’s setting boundaries, respecting ourselves, and still choosing to respond with grace rather than anger.  

In my journey, I’ve encountered moments where being kind felt like swimming against the current. Whether it was calming a frustrated client or holding back judgment when I felt wronged, I realized that kindness doesn’t make me powerless—it empowers me. It allows me to rise above negativity and focus on what truly matters: treating others with respect and creating a more positive environment.  

Imagine how much lighter our lives would feel if we all carried a little more kindness. It’s not always easy, especially when faced with challenges or people who seem intent on spreading negativity. But I’ve come to see kindness as my quiet rebellion, my way of saying, “I won’t let the world’s harshness change who I am.”  

And so, I’ll keep choosing kindness—not to prove a point, but because it’s the one thing no one can take away from me. It’s the power that keeps me grounded, even on the hardest days.

Love, 

Chits

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