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A Moral Compass

Bullying 101, 102, 103, etc... and A Moral Compass

I understand Bullying beyond many person's capacities. It had occurred throughout my childhood. It had occurred by family, by people who were thought as friends, acquaintances, classmates and strangers.
Because I am a optimistic fatalist, I act as though nothing had occurred. Yet, when I'm alone I reflect upon it, daily. It arrives without me wanting it to. However, amazingly enough, I having not delved out retribution. In that, I realize I am unique. I also realize my moral compass is way strong.
There are those of us who continue to bully and as more than likely, no one called them out on it in their younger years where they may have paid a small price and not damaged society in their future.
However, when a person has been given free-reign to do all as they please without much punishment then they become unyielding.  They become more ferocious to the point, that they cannot be stopped unless by an act of God or gods.
Since I have survived much, I have been places most Americans have never been. I have done what most Americans haven't done. Yet, I have not turned to retribution even if they deserved it. I moved forward, yet my memories cannot be erased. Yes, it's a condition.  But one at times that helps remind me what evil is. It reminds me what hatred is. It reminds me that humans are generally lazy. It reminds me that most humans wait till the last symptom and then want sympathy, which never truly arrives on time.
This all could lead me to saying to the masses, "Stand up for yourselves and others." Yet again, everything is double edged. Standing up has its blade that leaves a scar every time.
Those cult lovers want to belong. Read some Abraham Maslow and study that we humans need a sense of belonging. It's just like a hug only deeper. I also know what it's like to never feel like I belonged. And yet, I want only the best for my fellow citizens. That last sentence is a mystery to me. But it is the truth.  And it's a truth that you decide to tend to. That's where a moral compass is. ---Jody-Lynn Reicher 


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