When I don't bitch and whine about how much work I have, it doesn't mean that I'm not busy.
When I choose not to speak when I'm angry, it doesn't mean I accept every little shit that's going on around me.
When I don't brag about the things I have done, it doesn't mean I did nothing.
When I don't expose that you are a liar, it doesn't mean that I buy all that bullshit you tell me.
When I treat you kindly as we see each other, it doesn't mean I forgot everything you have done to me.
When I choose not to spoil the mood, it doesn't mean I forgave you.
I need to be more expressive. People don't get kindness.
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