Nobody Is Out To Get You

Would you still be as angry if the disastrous thing that happened was merely an accident, a silly mistake somebody made?

Would you still be as frustrated if you knew that everybody is doing their best and that they’re not focused on doing you an injustice?

How would that make you feel? And what would happen if you started treating everything like this? How would your life change if you assumed the best in people instead of the worst?

There’s always room to treat people better, more fairly. There’s always room for mistakes, and there’s always room for more patience.

Chose kindly.