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One act of kindness is all we need. One person standing up for the affected. May be that's what I needed all along. Someone to stand up for me. My anger towards my ex friend kept growing day by day, I didn't know what was the reason, as I am someone who used to be tolerant. It was tiring to carry all that wrath, and I write about it when it gets too much to handle. I wrote, everyday, wanting someone to understand. Someone to care, someone to say "I understand". Someone to make me feel secure. But it never happened.

My friend, I know, can't face me anymore or look at me in the eye. For his guilt might not let him. I felt helpless and vulnerable. Paranoid even. That if something similar happens to me, there isn't going to be anyone who would stand up for me. There wouldn't be anyone who would listen to me. I became weary of the world.

It was eating me up from the inside, the feeling. I was cynical and pessimistic. Because I only had myself to tend to. I had to take care of myself. But then, a friend, nah, a brother came up. initially all those fancy words still made me cynical. "All talk no action", I thought. I wanted closure. I waited for it, but it never came. I thought it would never come. Infact, I could only pretend it to be okay, But, I couldn't.

Then he stood up for me. for once. Someone stood up for me. for my feelings, my emotions. Someone stood up for the injustice. standing up not by words but actions. And then the anger just lifted. It just disappeared. For once, in this community, I felt at home. When everyone else just said "It happens", "Its usual", "Deal with it". I was even mocked. I felt discounted. Someone took a stance, and said "No. Its time for the other guy to grow up. Its time for him to deal with it", and that is all I wanted to hear. A voice for my sake.

We all are grown up, we all have issues, but no one's issue is less than the other. For that person, he can't handle his issue. A community works only when there are people who support each other, voice out for each other, even sometimes get involved for the aggrieved. Emotional traumas are as crucial as physical traumas. And finally, I feel safe. I feel like there is someone whom I could lean on if I can't take it anymore. Someone who takes actions, than just give you words to cheer. 


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