I'm not the kind of person to react harshly or annoyingly to a situation no matter how unfair or painful it may be to me, it is in my kind of person to react slowly and in a peaceful way. Although, there are times I can get crazy but trust me, not to the ones that really requires some crazy reactions.
I love to have fun with loved ones by acting crazy and it ends there. Why am I saying all this? It's because of the focus in this week's topic about "Unfair treatment". I've had a few of that experience but in all, I learnt one thing.
From movies and even a few real life situations I witnessed, I've seen people suffer so much for what they had nothing to do with. Injustice or being treated unfairly seem to happen more regularly than it should and those people who create a victim out of situations like that do not seem to care much about the outcome.
Unfair treatments or injustice have led people to early graves, some lose huge opportunities and some even get traumatized about it. I'm seeing a movie now that shares a story of a successful photographer who got accused of power abuse on her workers and because of that accusation, she lost everything she had been working to keep for 18 years.
How things changes in an unfair situation is unexplainable sometimes, feelings are hurt, reputation is tarnished and a lot of losses to bear if one has a lot to loss in the process. Thankfully, I haven't had unfair situations that were too difficult to come out of.
One I remember right now was some years back when I was living with my aunt and grandma. Living with them wasn't planned to take up to six months but a lot happened and I had to spend another four years with them so I started schooling there. The experience wasn't bad, grandma was wonderful but my aunt, not so much.
I had to live in the house too carefully not to fall into her trap or get her angry but that didn't favour me one day I got back from school late. First off, the school I attended there was like almost two hours to our house if we go by trekking which we do most times.
That very day, we closed late and were made to do some labour on the environment to keep the school clean for a special guest that was coming the next school day. It wasn't like I was the hardworking kind of student but I couldn't escape the labour even though I knew the time to return home had long past.
All through the time I spent to get my work done in the school, I couldn't stop thinking of the excuse I'll have to explain without any evidence to my aunt. Grandma wasn't harsh on us but aunt was an opposite so we didn't dare cross her until that day.
I got home and she concluded I stopped by a guy's house without letting me explain myself, I was punished and given extra house work to do the next day because of it. It was unfair but I had to face it, she later got my explanation when she was in a good mood but the punishment was already carried out.
What I learnt from that experience and a lot of others that were like it, was to remain calm and just let it pass. Staying calm at that time and not trying to raise my voice or force anyone to hear me out seemed to work fine for me so I did that instead.
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