Never Mistake My Kindness For Weakness Novels & Stories

But I also don’t know where I can get strength in the middle of wilderness. I can’t help but ponder about some things. Too much trust and kindness were my father’s weakness. He trusted Benedict and the people surrounding him too much that he was blinded by their lies and deceptions. Back then, seeing how kind my father was, I was always proud of him. I looked up to his pure heart and I once dreamt of leading the pack with the same kindness he showed our people. But when I saw how those he trusted took advantage of his good heart, I wished he wasn’t good at all. If one is too kind, it is easier for the wicked to take everything from you. What’s the use of being good when you will receive no g

"Look into my eyes, Samuel!" His eyes flicker at me, trembling. "You're the strongest man I have ever met. Because you have weakness, you have fears, you have emotions. And you fought everything. I don't consider those people strong who got it all easy in their lives. They are born fearless or their situation doesn't give them nightmares. It says that they don't even know how to get over fear and weakness. You know every bit of it. And if someday they actually face the biggest trauma of their lives, they turn into horrible people. They blame all their horrible actions on their past trauma. But you never made people suffer and hurt them. You never blamed it all on the things you have gone thr

I say politely and he nods walking away. “well you made an impression on my chef..” Alex says while we lay down on a throw blanket watching my nieces play garden princess “sometime kindness can go a long way… sometimes at work, we do so much of work, admin, and try to help our students but it doesn’t work, the backlash is not great especially from parents but sometimes that small thank you or a small recognition to say we doing good. Makes a huge difference to our day..” I say quietly looking up at Alex who lays down next to me with his elbow propped up balancing himself while I lay flat down. He plays with my hair twirling it between his fingers “I understand that Angel, but certain times b

"Kindness isn't a weakness. In fact, it's a strength. If being kind scares you, then you're already showing weakness. I think it's cowardice." I immediately regretted my words as I saw Cruz's face contort. I wasn't sure if he was going to lash out or embrace me. Garret tensed, and I mirrored his guarded stance. The bond between us still felt strange, as if we were two halves of the same person. However, Cruz quickly dispelled our worries as he let out a deep chuckle in response to my comment.

The kind that came from carrying fear alone for too long. My throat tightened unexpectedly, emotion pressing dangerously close to the surface. Humiliating. I looked away quickly before he could see too much. “I said I can handle it.” The words came out weaker this time, stripped of their earlier confidence. Eden’s expression softened almost immediately after hearing them. That nearly destroyed me. Because suspicion I could survive. Anger I could survive. But kindness? Kindness was harder. Kindness made me want things I couldn’t afford. “You don’t have to do this alone,” he said quietly.

I stared at him more closely. He had sincere smiles and good eyes, and that could not be said of most of the people I knew. "Why are you being so nice to me?" I asked. Due to your appearance, you need a friend, he said. And I believe you are stronger than you are. "I don't feel strong," I said. Strength has nothing to do with how you feel, he said. It is doing what you do regardless of your weakness. You survived the poison, you survived through the confession of your husband. You’re still here. That takes guts."

“I will.” She turned back to the altar, tracing her fingers along the sigil. The frost beneath her touch shimmered, spreading outward like breath across glass. “Then write this too,” she said softly. “Mercy is not weakness. It is the strength to stay kind in a world that wants you cruel.” Elias bowed his head. “I’ll remember.”

“ But - ” I refused to let her speak. “ Your feeling of not enough doesn't change my love for you. I love you and that's final! As human beings we all have weakness and strength and so we also shouldn't be judged by our weaknesses! We just shouldn't! We are more than our weaknesses, and we also shouldn't despise them. But rather, we should embrace them and be grateful for them as that's what makes us humans. ” “ Are you saying this only to make me feel better?

“I can’t put that on him. I was a little sterner than usual. I think I’ve been tiptoeing around him and it gave him the impression I was weak or a pushover. I think, I hope, we’ve cleared up that misconception.” “Give them an inch, and they’ll take a mile,” I mused. “Trust me, I can totally understand what it’s like to be taken advantage of. People see my kindness as a weakness. They think because I’m a passive person I will never get upset or angry. They think they can ignore me or just bully me into doing whatever it is they want.” His brows shot up. “I had no idea you felt like that.”

You don't know anything… You're still young. "I'm indeed much younger than you, at least I'm not hiding." "We won't be the ones to fear if I show my weakness." ''Strong and weak can coexist.'' ''You don't know anything. You don't know how to be betrayed by someone you trust." ''One person's mistake does not make everyone guilty of it.''