If I were to reflect on the past eighteen years of my life, I’d say I’ve both held an umbrella over a child and hurt others online. I often think about these things, and about myself. Have those who hurt others ever stopped to reflect? Do they know it’s wrong? Why are some people kind one moment and cruel the next? Why do some seem to have no soul of their own, living purely on instinct with no spiritual aspirations at all? If you let others judge you, you’re bound to end up covered in dirt, with no way to escape it.
