One word is all it takes for someone to break down. I used to think words were just words. As long as someone made a mistake, they deserved to hear it. I do feel ashamed to have been that way; I let my anger and fears get to me and exploded to everyone I ever loved, “Let go, that is all you have to do.” my mother always said to me when I was boiling up for the minor mistakes. I always felt the need to put everyone in their place because I believed if I first strike, they couldn’t do anything to me. So I used words, spitting them as easy as they were, letting my insults flow freely and letting out my frustration to any unlucky person. I was not always like that; I was emotionally bullied, so I responded by teasing my sisters.

I didn’t find that wrong since people did the same to me. But one day I really stepped the line, shouting my lungs out and bringing them down with the worst things I could think of. Later on, I felt ashamed and apologised, at that moment I realised how much of a bully I had been and really worked hard on fixing my behaviour. I used one of the most effective technique for me:

Put yourself in their shoes – how would you feel if all those were said about you. Ask this question, do you wanna be the one to put them down?

You need to breath and think rationally about what you’re gonna say next and remember this:

”One mean thing can erase 3 positive memories.”