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There is some feelings and mention of depression.
It is often I contemplate suicide. Not only due to mistakes/failures/errors, or because of the clinical depression, or because of my family's behaviours. But also because I sit here, surrounded by love. But then I see those who do not know me, who then act in ways that belittle me amongst others, because of things I did not have a choice in.
Demanding others respect your non-decided features while deciding others can be insulted for them is a sign of hate.
That is unnecessary hurt. Unloving. Dividing.
I hate the fact humans have these errors, myself included. But I do not decide that an entire group is automatically one thing or another. I grew up in a strange situation, never taught words of hate. Only in a magnet school full of hateful people did I learn any of them. When I left that school, the hatred was far between and usually only owned by those who rejected public institutions. So I never really saw it in the last years of school.
Of course, saying this means nothing.
Because humans seem so keen on hate, they hate if someone was fortunate enough not to suffer enough to bring suffering to others.
I just want the world to change.
I want humans to stop being so obsessed with hate.
But they never will.
So I want to die, before I too succumb to hate.
It is often I contemplate suicide. Not only due to mistakes/failures/errors, or because of the clinical depression, or because of my family's behaviours. But also because I sit here, surrounded by love. But then I see those who do not know me, who then act in ways that belittle me amongst others, because of things I did not have a choice in.
Demanding others respect your non-decided features while deciding others can be insulted for them is a sign of hate.
That is unnecessary hurt. Unloving. Dividing.
I hate the fact humans have these errors, myself included. But I do not decide that an entire group is automatically one thing or another. I grew up in a strange situation, never taught words of hate. Only in a magnet school full of hateful people did I learn any of them. When I left that school, the hatred was far between and usually only owned by those who rejected public institutions. So I never really saw it in the last years of school.
Of course, saying this means nothing.
Because humans seem so keen on hate, they hate if someone was fortunate enough not to suffer enough to bring suffering to others.
I just want the world to change.
I want humans to stop being so obsessed with hate.
But they never will.
So I want to die, before I too succumb to hate.
