As I trudged home, my mind cluttered with work stress, a venomous shout pierced through the city’s hum. In a park, a man viciously berated his tearful wife while bystanders did nothing. Driven by anger, I knew I had to stop the abuse. You ever have one of those days where everything feels like it’s piling up? Yeah, that was me, walking home from work on a Tuesday evening. Deadlines looming over my head for the new marketing campaign, my boss breathing down my neck about the quarterly report—life was a grind, and I was feeling every bit of it.I couldn’t wait to get home to my wife and kids, to shed the stress of the day, and immerse myself in the comfort of family.
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