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 Sometimes, I really hate people.

When I say "people", I am using it as a vastly generic term for most of humankind. I can't quite explain it, but a feeling of repulsion will sit in my gut whenever I see the particularly irritating or just plain awful side of humanity.

Animals, on the other hand, have my whole heart. They can be as annoying as ever, and I will unconditionally adore them.

So, why do I have an almost automatic disdain of people? Because we choose things. And, more often than not, our choices are terrible.

I'm including myself in this; I know I am far from perfect. Hundreds of thousands of miles away from it, in fact. I have made some incredibly questionable choices in my lifetime.

I have been told that my hatred of humanity is something within me that needs to be fixed. My jaded, cynical view of the world is my problem, not anyone else's. This might be true, to a degree. But overall, I disagree with this. I think more of us should be disgusted at the world right now.

I don't see this as a relapse of my depressive state. I feel like my eyes are open, and everyone needs to wake the fuck up.

I was going to write more here today, but I don't think I need to.

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