Someone once told me I needed to face fear to get over it, and I thought well why not take a step further and cut my fear into little pieces then set my fear on fire then throw the hot ash of my fear into a lake and then poison the lake. Simple!
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Don't keep the peace. There was never any peace. The 'peace' was everyone agreeing to let the bullies bully the whipping boy. Now the whipping boy is old and isn't taking shit anymore and everyone's concerned who's next.