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Danielle Daniel
Student @ University of Abuja
I gave kindness like it was endless. All it did was teach people how to forget me
<p><br/></p><p><img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/1000113621.jpg"/></p><p><br/></p><p>I used to think kindness was a kind of magic-that if I gave enough of it away, some would find its way back to me. </p><p><br/></p><p>That if I was patient, understanding, soft, life would pay me back in gentler moments. I’d be met with the same warmth I offered so freely. I thought kindness would protect me. Make me lovable. I thought being good would mean being seen. Safe. </p><p><br/></p><p>So I gave it away, every day, like it was endless.</p><p><br/></p><p>I answered messages at 2 a.m. when I was the one unraveling. I forgave people who never once apologized. I made excuses for their bad days while swallowing mine. I smiled through the ache, nodding like I understood, like it didn’t hurt to always be the one being good, being kind. Because I thought: This is what good people do.</p><p><br/></p><p>But here’s what no one tells you—kindness, when given without boundary, becomes expectation. People stop seeing it as a choice and start seeing it as your role. And when you finally ask for the same in return, you’re met with silence. Or worse, annoyance. They will always want to be the one to take and take until you’re hollow. </p><p><br/></p><p>I was kind until it emptied me. Until I realized that some people only love the parts of you they can use. That the world often rewards indifference more than compassion. That when you’re the one who always gives, they forget you have limits.</p><p><br/></p><p>So now? Now, I sit quieter. I don’t reach first. I don’t bleed just to keep someone else warm. I’m not cruel. But I’m no longer soft in the way I once was. I’ve learned to keep parts of me for myself. To let the door close when someone’s shown me they’ll never hold it open for me</p><p><br/></p><p>Being kind taught me everything I needed to know about being forgotten.</p><p><br/></p><p>Being kind taught me that life isn't a movie. Sometimes the good people loose and the bad people win. </p><p><br/></p><p>Being kind taught me how easy it is to disappear while giving everyone else a place to stand.</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p>
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