It’s easy to feel justified in our frustration when we’ve been wronged, especially in the small, everyday injustices that chip away at our patience. But sometimes, behind those annoyances lies a story we haven’t bothered to learn.

In this story, what began as a petty act of revenge revealed a far deeper truth—not about theft, but about hardship, dignity, and the quiet battles people fight behind closed doors. The real lesson? That a splash of compassion can go much further than a mouthful of vengeance.

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I’m severely allergic to dairy, so I bring my own oat milk to work. It’s labeled. Still, it kept disappearing, and I had to go without my daily coffee.