I can’t stand injustice.
When I see it, I can’t stop myself from interfering.
Whether it’s bullying at school, a mean comment at work or someone trying to force their way to the front of the queue.
Suddenly my body and mind are supplied with an unexpected form of bravery.
I stand up tall and make sure everyone better watch the warrior I have become within the past second.
I always automatically choose the weaker side.
I’m not afraid to speak for them if they are afraid to do it themselves.
I don’t mind if the bully ends up insulting me.
I know I’m doing the right thing.
Because of this quality, one might think that it’s easy for stand up myself.
Unfortunately, this is nowhere near the truth.
I can’t remember not tearing up when treated unfairly.
I even accept the guilt they talk into me.
I end up being sad or angry for a long time.
People always look up to brave people.
Those who dare to defend themselves.
Showing vulnerability or emotions will hardly ever be rewarded with empathy.
What about you?
Are you brave enough to stand up for yourself?
Or are you more like me, not afraid to stand up for others, but when injustice happens to you, you break down in tears?