In my previous life, I was timid and weak because of my poverty, too scared to fight back, so I endured their rounds of humiliation.
I thought my compliance and obedience would grant me peace for four years in college.
Instead, it made them bolder.
I tried my best to please the teaching assistant, but my designs were plagiarized, my thesis was attributed to someone else, and even my internship opportunities were stolen.
I grew more and more self-conscious and timid. Later, I met a jerk who, with a bit of kindness, made me believe I'd found salvation, and my life spiraled into the abyss.
This time, I wouldn't endure it.
Facing the teaching assistant's incessant rant, I clenched my fists.
"You're right, ma'am. With your big heart, I should definitely learn from you!"
I emphasized "big heart," and her face changed immediately.
"Erica, I'm doing this for your own good. Do you still want financial aid for the next few years?" she threatened.
I was no longer afraid. "Ma'am, I was complimenting you. Do you think I shouldn't call you big-hearted or shouldn't say I want to learn from you?"
She was stunned by my retort, and her face turned pale.