I would rather be kind to you at your worst, than think it is my place to judge when you deserve my kindness.
I would rather care for you when you do not care for me, than think for a moment that your worth is determined by your thoughts towards me.
I would rather give to you when you have already taken from me, than only give when I am given something in return.
I would rather look like a fool for helping those who hurt me, than look strong for refusing their needs.
I would rather lose every battle and come in last in every race, than surrender to the thought that I must love less to gain more.
The indifferent are filled with power of self.
I am too weak for indifference.
And so I will rejoice in my weakness.