When I was in kindergarten, there was this Muslim girl who wore a headscarf. She wasn’t bullied with words, but was massively un-included for being different. Every day, her mom would pack her biscuits dunked in chocolate, and they were one of my only access points to sugar as a kid. I liked sugar. So at recess most days, I would befriend my classmate just long enough, until she let me have one of her chocolate biscuits, then I’d ditch her to do my own thing.
This is the moment that I learned that the world isn’t safe, because people can be dishonest and manipulative. What’s more scary for 5 year old T, is that I AM the dishonest, manipulative one.
I have it that Integrity from Essence is so strong for me in-part because of this. It’s also what has my SM Controlling Scarecrow be such a psycho.
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