It’s Official: I Hate Everyone
I’m pretty sure I wasn’t meant to be a person. My soul is trapped inside of a species that is constantly surrounded by idiots. Why wasn’t I born a dog? Or a dolphin? Yeah. A dolphin would have been nice.
Le sigh. I shall never be a dolphin. I am doomed to live out my life in this meat sack surrounded by people that I am required to smile and be polite to even though I would rather give them a high five to the face … with a chair.
It hasn’t always been this way. I actually used to like people. I may have even enjoyed their company at one point in time. As I recall, the change began to occur when I entered the 9 to 5 world. The hate was first directed towards the defendants in my firm’s cases who felt the need to curse me out before asking me to help them. I rarely helped them. It seemed to surprise them that being called a fucktard did not motivate me into being charitable. I guess I’m unusual in that way. The hatred soon migrated to our clients whose greedy, money-grubbing hands were more than I could handle.
I got out of that firm as quickly as I could but it was too late. The hatred had diabolically spread to include all of the people in the world, blackening my heart into an unrecognizable lump of coal.
I wish I could say it got better; that the elusive goodness in people that I have occasionally heard about found its way to me and banished the hatred from my heart. Unfortunately, it only got worse.
Facebook used to be an awesome social media outlet. It connected me to people that I hadn’t seen or spoken to in years. I got to watch as all my ‘friends’ made their way through college and into the real world. I saw them get married and start families, growing into the adults that we had always wished we were throughout childhood. Unfortunately, with adulthood came the darkness that fuels the hatred inside me. It swept in, filling my ‘friends’ with the confidence to post whatever they wanted, whether it be rude, bullysome, or downright racist.
I have distanced myself from Facebook and the people of this world every time my hatred of everyone inflames just the tiniest bit. I try to surround myself with the people who have not had the darkness take over their soul. There are so few of them left that they are difficult to find.
Unfortunately, I have come to a point where I just truly hate everyone. I cannot trust most people. I cannot be friends with most people. I cannot even semi-like most people. Why?
Because I hate everyone.
At least I don’t discriminate!
COME LINK UP WITH THE AWESOME
PEEPS OVER AT YEAH WRITE!!
(sorry for yelling – I just get so excited!)