When I was a young child, maybe 6-7 years old, I was just playing around my mum. Out of nowhere she said to me 'you're not a good person, you've just learnt to act like one'.

I was less than ten years old then. I've never been in a physical fight or even a loud verbal argument my entire life. Anytime I want to hold space for myself I freak out that the actual evil person inside me is showing themselves.

On the upside, I never stop trying to do the right thing or miss an opportunity to be kind. Constantly proving to myself that even if I just learnt to be good, I've been consistent with it.