How to Be Kind When You Really Don't Want to Be

By Lady Pammela Cleveland

"How to be Kind When You Really Don't Want to Be" teaches the reader exactly what the title says. The author teaches how the unpleasant things and the unpleasant people in your life can in fact become your teachers of kindness. She also expresses the importance of having boundaries while being kind, and that showing kindness to everyone does not mean submitting to, or condoning, bad behavior. This book extremely moving, inspiring and liberating.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: Dec 22, 2018
• ISBN: 9781543954081

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How to Be Kind When You Really Don’t Want to Be

Pammela Cleveland

ISBN (Print Edition): 978-1-54395-407-4

ISBN (eBook Edition): 978-1-54395-408-1

© 2018. All rights reserved. this book cannot be duplicated, reproduced, or plagiarized in any form, written, electronically or otherwise without written permission from the author. Thank you in advance so much for your kindness and may many blessings follow you as you live out every one of your dreams.

In Loving Memory of

Frankie Lee Lewis, My God Mother

You were so kind to me when you really didn’t have to be. You selflessly fit me into your world and gave me what you saw I needed. You changed the ending of my story forever. When I’m going through my most challenging times, I reminisce back to every conversation and memory we shared. And at that moment, it seems you are right there with me, speaking that same wisdom, inspiration, and truth that you shared with me when you were here. Thank you for never letting me hold my head down and waddle in the shame I thought was mine. Your kindness was so contagious that it transformed me into the confident woman I am today. Thank you, Big Mama. Your legacy of God’s kindness will forever live on through me. I will love you forever.

In Loving Memory of

Pastor Louis B. Jones, My Papa

Life wasn’t always easy for you, yet still you chose to walk in kindness and love. Thank you for showing us all how to make life worth living, how to keep a good spirit about everything, and how to love everybody. You are what I call the epitome of God’s kindness. Every memory of you makes me smile. You were always singing and spreading hope to everyone who crossed your path. It was an honor and a privilege to know you, walk through life with you, and to have you as my grandfather for 94 years. I will love you forever.

Table of Contents

Chapter One - I Should Be the Last Person Talking About Kindness

Chapter Two - Kindness Is Not Just for Other People

Chapter Three - Why Are People So Mean, Anyway?

Chapter Four - What to Do When People Are Mean to You

Chapter Five - How to Stop People from Being Mean to You

Chapter Six - True Kindness Starts with God

Chapter Seven - A Little Touch of Kindness Can Go a Long Way

Chapter Eight - How Kindness Will Emancipate You

Chapter One

I Should Be the Last Person Talking About Kindness

W ho do you think you are? Do you think that you’re the only person this has happened to? We don’t talk about that kind of stuff up here and don’t you ever bring that mess up here again!

Tears began to well up in my eyes. Holding back the tears as hard as I could, I stood there and took it. The sting of her words was unbearable, but I dared not to let her see me cry. My insides were screaming back at her, but my lips wouldn’t move. I felt paralyzed, as if I was stuck in a moment I would never be able to get out of. I stood there in shock. I couldn’t understand why she was so angry with me. What had I done that was so wrong? I kept replaying the conversation over and over in my head. I thought just maybe if I approached her in kindness, she’d see things differently. Maybe if I apologized for being raped by her son, she would forgive me.

All I wanted was for her to love me and not blame me for the abuse anymore. I was so disappointed when I realized that I wasn’t going to get the results I had set out to get. I felt ashamed and embarrassed, yet still I held my head up, shrugged my shoulders back, pulled myself together, and walked away. I felt so wounded and so broken. I couldn’t understand how someone could be so mean. I didn’t deserve how she spoke to me or to be treated so unkindly. Her words haunted me for years. I spent many years