Can calmness be infectious too ?

 We all want to be treated nicely.

We want people to be polite, considerate, and kind.

But do we always treat others the way we want to be treated?

And more importantly — do we always get treated that way?

Sane me says:

Be good, even if the other person isn’t.

Don’t lose your sanity or goodness just because someone else hasn’t figured theirs out.

Actual me thinks:

Why should I?

Why did they behave this way?

Why say this at all?

And interestingly, the “they” keeps changing.

Who that person is often depends on my mood, my patience, and sometimes pure convenience.

On days when I somehow manage to stay calm and resist reacting, there’s usually someone — often a close one — who unintentionally pulls me right back into the spiral.

A comment or maybe a reminder acts as fuel

And then I realise something else.

Anger spreads fast.

So does irritation.

Even sadness.

But calmness?

Calmness takes its own sweet time.

It doesn’t infect a room instantly — it needs effort, space, and intent.

Maybe that’s why being calm feels harder than being angry.

And maybe that’s also why it matters more.