Patience is a virtue. When things are falling apart, holding yourself together requires immense courage. Immense strength. Immense fortitude. And your patience is tested. You want to lash out. At the injustice. At the unfairness. At the moral depravity. For making you helpless. You want to settle the score. You want to restore the order where you are on top. And when you do none of those things and hold your patience, it feels like a superpower. People who can hold themselves when holding themselves is hardest are stronger than those who cannot. Patience is not weakness. People mistake it for weakness because they think strength lies in reacting. Sometimes, not reacting takes far more strength. The person who hurts others when he is hurt knows nothing about pain. He has merely transferred it to someone else. He felt angry and he offloaded that anger onto others. His family. His kids. His friends. His subordinates. What does he know about anger? He has never held it within. He has…
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