I used to be a vaguely less decent person. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t a bad person I was just, well, a bit involved with myself. My childhood and teenage years weren’t the simplest.
And because of this, I grew into a young adult with a bit of a victim mentality. A mentality that said well if I can make a decent living from zero than why the hell can’t the rest of you?
Perhaps I lacked compassion or empathy.
I was too busy giving myself a pat on the back for my own successes that I forgot to remind myself: the world doesn’t revolve around me.
I was frequently judging complete strangers for not having the drive to do the things they wanted to do most. And I admit I am still not great at handling people who think the world owes them something – I strongly believe that if you want something in life, you should go out there and get it, rather than sit around and do nothing about it except just complaining about how life being unfair to you.
But last year, something changed inside me. Maybe it was my pregnancy or it was finding myself, for the first time in life I realized that we live in such a world where everyone is busy in bringing down one another and how horrible we can be to strangers especially on social media.
It made me think that we have a choice in life whether we continue doing what we are doing or help each other, support each other and build a better world.
Because life is already hard and painful enough. We are that generation that doesn’t know their neighbors, who don’t speak to fellow travelers on public transport and often doesn’t provide help to people for fear of the way it will be taken.
What we can do is to try to look at the world from other people’s shoes from time to time too.
Showing kindness is one of the greatest things we can do and it does not cost much. We need to be nicer to each other and we need to think more about helping each other – not just ourselves.
It’s time that we make little differences in people’s lives and days.
Come on let’s go make a difference.