Messenger

We shoot messengers. 
We define “happiness” as a moment of no stress, no bother, no un-met desires.
And this is why kids don’t tell you about bullying or sexual assault. Am I wrong? When I speak up about injustice or try to call someone out for adulthood bullying, I get eye rolls, audible sighs, and “don’t be a party pooper.” I can ignore them and go through with what I need to do, but it does make me hesitate the next time. How can a kid plow through this. They can’t.  

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