So this week hasn’t been so stellar for me, as a lot of negativity has been thrown my way. I’m not going to sit here and have a pity party for myself because frankly, no one should send out invitations for those. But it has made me really think about how some people can just be so mean and feel no blame. How a stranger can challenge you to a duel (well not really, but she said she wanted to rip my effing head off), and most likely not remember it the next morning. Either I’m too sensitive of a person, or we have a lot people out there who have no shot of ever knowing what respect is.
Please understand that I can be just as sarcastic as the next guy/gal, but by nature, I am not a cruel person, in fact, quite the opposite. Hell, I cried for the first 3 times I watched The Lion King, poor Mufasa. Is it really that hard to walk down the street and smile at someone just for the hell of it? Say “I’m sorry” not just to put a band aid over the wound, but to really heal it? How is that some people can stand on their soapbox spewing lies and hate while simultaneously given oodles of respect (cough cough politicians) and those who actually try to do good have to fight for a mere thank you, a token of gratitude?
Look at how big an issue bullying has become. I’m angry and disgusted. For the most part, we are all human (although I think Scientology has exceptions to that rule, keep watching Extra, I‘m sure Mario Lopez will let us know), do we not all feel pain? Experience sickness and death? Why are some people wired to be such douche bags (it’s a word, autocorrect says so)? Nature/Nurture? Karma? Please someone help me out here because I am stumped. I want to believe that there are some good eggs out there, that not everyone walking around is secretly waiting to stab me in the back with their sword of betrayal.
I believe we all have angels watching over us, I’m just waiting for mine to get back from summer vacation.
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