Thursday, February 17, 2011

* Think and write about a time in which you responded compassionately to someone who treated you unfairly or unkindly.

Like most teenagers, me and my parents don't always get along. This results in yelling, disagreements, arguing; a hostile environment for a few minutes or longer. And after the screaming stops I usually end up in my room for the same reason why they stay downstairs; in order to be alone, process emotions, think and be away from the person you argued with in the first place.

Through the many arguments I've had with my parents I've noticed something that's the same with all of them and that's the ending. Whether it be my mother or father, they always end up coming upstairs, knocking on my door and apologizing. And no matter how angry I was just a few minutes, hours or seconds before at them I can't help but tell them that it's okay, that I accept their apology and that I was sorry too. (Not all the time, but sometimes lying on the last part just so that the discussion can be over)It seems as though I honestly can't stay mad at them, or anyone else I care about for that matter, for a long time, for the main fact that they're truly sorry for what they've done. And when someone's truly sorry and they look as bad as they probably feel about what they said or did, how can I not look back at them and say that I understand they're sorry and that it's alright. Depending on what the situation is I usually forgive whatever happened, immediately or father on down the road.

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