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I understood something about people late: no matter how good you are, not everyone will appreciate your goodness. One person sees your kindness as weakness, another sees your silence as indifference, one sees your distance as pride, and another sees your leaving as coldness. You can spend years explaining yourself to correct others' misinterpretations, but eventually you realize that people see you from their own perspective, not from who you truly are. So I no longer exhaust myself trying to be understood. Whoever truly wants to know you will understand the truth from your actions, not from explanations you were forced to repeat a thousand times.