Make me


No one can make me hate.

No one can fill my mouth with hateful words.

No one can cause me to incite another to violence.

All of that is in my own heart.

Control of that lives in my own heart.

Even if my mind tells me to agree with all those evil things, my mind also reminds me not to do them.

No one can make you mad. it’s a choice you willingly make to vent your own frustrations.

All these things are true. When will we start to do them?