I don’t particularly want to dislike people
I’m feel no pleasure from not liking someone else’s actions
I always end up feeling like I don’t fit in
Every space has its own kind of cruelty
If I had the option to exist without causing harm to anything ever
I would do it
Everything seems so innocent until it comes into contact with something else
My something else is other humans
I hate judging people
It leaves a sick feeling in my stomach
There’s always gossip though
There’s always ridicule for no good reason
And me not feeling comfortable in a space because there’s always a target
It’s never consequential
I don’t know why my comfort is never important
I don’t know why they say these things about eachother in places the people being spoken about can’t defend themselves
I started “lame” gossiping
I just agree with whatever the person gossiping says and then don’t say it to anyone else and if anyone asks I just didn’t feel like starting a fight
Because people dislike you if you won’t gossip with them and then will turn the gossip on you
I’d prefer to talk about what we like about people
And then go back to those people and tell them about the lovely conversation we were having about them
Bravely tell them all the things we love about them that just came up in conversation
Positive reinforcement is not just for non-human animals
You’d think we’d be smart enough to see our own similarities amongst creatures we are related to
Bah
In this quiet place where I hide my contempt for this world
And my love for the planet
I am so good at judging humanity as one big blob
But individuals are frequently so beautiful
But our insides
This place is as close to what it’s like inside my head as anything
Frequently I write my initial feelings and then go on puzzling and change my mind
Frequently my anger is its own thing and I don’t feel that prickly in person
Is every human a different world inside themselves?
Like I am?
A shadow of myself in front of others for my own safety?
Not all I suppose
Some people feel safe on this planet
I wish we spoke words as beautiful as the Earth is
That we only quaked when it was needed
I wish that we spoke love and not poison into existence
I wish I still loved humanity
It’s not hard to love individuals
But I don’t know what hope we have when it’s been 2000+ years and we still speak so negatively all the time
Animals have evolved traits that keep them alive in an increasingly difficult environment in that time
We still pick hate over love over and over again
I don’t know
I just wish I found somewhere that I fit
Where there isn’t toxic positivity nor toxic negativity
Where we accept that sometimes stuff is shitty and we talk about the shitty stuff
But we also don’t tear people down
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