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Since that flight, I’ve practiced saying no without explaining. Choosing silence without guilt. Leaving conversations that exhaust me. And surprisingly, I’ve become more kind, not less. Because what I give now is honest.
I still think about that stranger sometimes. I don’t know his name or where he was headed. But I carry his words with me—in meetings, in relationships, in everyday interactions where I once overextended myself.
And it reminded me that sometimes the most powerful lessons don’t come from people who know us well—but from strangers who see us clearly, if only for a moment.
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