Compassion means helping others when they are going through a difficult time and just trying to understand them and be there for them. In these glum times in a society where so much hate and violence are appearing, compassion is a power within everyone that helps others get up and bring the best out of others. The Russian -Ukrainian war, the Israel-Hamas War, and many other wars are occurring right now, making people around the world scared and hopeless. Since we are surrounded by poignant news, we become absorbed and have difficulty believing in the positives. Just a small amount of compassion brings hope to those who don’t have any and for them to continue living. Being there for others and helping them in times of need and trying is one of the best gifts someone can give. Compassion doesn’t mean give much, just doing a simple act of kindness for a stranger makes the world a better place even if others don’t notice.
At seven years old, I moved back to the US. I felt abandoned without my parents and my home. I struggles to learn English; therefore, I couldn’t understand my classmates, teachers, and the lessons. I felt behind and alone, and nobody tried to help me or reached out to me. In addition, I was sexually assaulted by an uncle. This led to me having problems with my body, gaining weight, my looks and my personality. As a result, I had low self-esteem and thought of myself as worthless. May parents came to the US. My dad encouraged me to lose weight and be more active, causing me to feel happy and try for my dad, but he left us. In sixth grade, I told my friend her anxiety didn’t matter because we were doing a group presentation. I never wanted to make someone feel they didn’t matter because that hurt them and made them relieve that pain. I hate that I was being close-minded and stubborn. As a result, I apologized and made sure to be more sympathetic and think first about my words.
Now, my friends have told me about personal issues, and before speaking, I try to understand their feelings, so I am there for them. I use compassion at school; in my math class, I have always taken my time to explain the material to my classmates who had difficulty understanding even when we had a break. Also, I worked with my siblings who needed help with their homework, even waking up at 5 am.
Thus, when I make assumptions, I’m categorizing them and depleting people’s experiences. These experiences made me realize the importance of having someone who could understand, support, and help others. I want people to trust me and be themselves, so I am sympathetic even if I don’t understand what they are going through. I know showing someone kindness can make a difference and affect the way they see life.
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