I hate all the pain I see in people. And I see it everyday.
I have students who hug on me, follow me, confide in me and I wonder where their family is. Their friends. How did they get to this point in their life without the comfort, love, and support they so desperately need?
Then, I talk about horrible things in my classes: rape, child sexual abuse, domestic violence, bullying. And I NEVER, EVER give any of these lectures without at least 5 students reaching out to me afterwards to tell me they'd be a victim of the topic. EVER.
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| How many students do this? |
So many people out there are in pain. So many have stories we can't imagine. And here's the thing: until we start really seeing people, and not shying away from actual connection; until we start asking the WHY behind behavior instead of just punishing it or judging it; until we ask people how they are and truly stop to listen; until we look at a kid and see they need a hug instead of discipline; until we drop our own masks and show that it's ok to not be ok, things are never going to change.
How is it we live in what's supposed to be this connected world, yet people are more lonely and disconnected than ever? How can we let so many people suffer in silence? And why can't we say the simple words of "I care?"
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| Maybe this needs to be reversed. |
Kristi xoxo

